The saints throughout the centuries

The saints throughout the centuries Have praised the Lord that He, The Lamb of God, has saved us, From sin has set us free; Yet scarcely for the Lion Have we yet sounded praise, Though oft for our redemption We've all our voices raised.

John wept as he considered That none the right did own The scroll to take and open, God's myst'ry to make known; No, none on earth nor heaven, Nor universe around- And we, too, would be weeping If none were worthy found.

The universe, mysterious, Would be in darkness still, Could none break through to open The scroll, to show God's will; But, lo, the worth Lion Of Judah hath prevailed The seven seals to open, And have the scroll unveiled.

No longer now in darkness God's secret is enclosed, But to our inner vision It's open, full, disclosed; Our hearts are for this purpose, Our lives are for His plan; And for this revelation We praise the Lion-Lamb!

The four-and-twenty elders All fall before that sight. The living creatures praise Him, Who rest not, day nor night. So let us join their praises To Him who loosed God's plan; We'll lift with theirs our voices To praise the Lion-Lamb!