Poems (Hoffman)/The New Song
THE NEW SONG.
Unto Him who hath loved us be all adoration,
With the harp notes of gladness the new heaven rings;
Who from every kindred and people and nation
Hath redeemed us and crowned us His priests and His kings.
With the harp notes of gladness the new heaven rings;
Who from every kindred and people and nation
Hath redeemed us and crowned us His priests and His kings.
Unto Him who hath loved us, no more shall our singing
Be burdened with discords of sorrow and pain;
Throughout His pavilion the praises are ringing,
Of the King who has risen forever to reign.
Be burdened with discords of sorrow and pain;
Throughout His pavilion the praises are ringing,
Of the King who has risen forever to reign.
Unto Him who hath loved us, on earth and in heaven,
In the light of His presence no spirit shall grieve;
All honor and glory and power shall be given,
Who only is worthy our praise to receive.
In the light of His presence no spirit shall grieve;
All honor and glory and power shall be given,
Who only is worthy our praise to receive.
Unto Him who hath loved us before His throne, falling
'Midst the holy hushed tremor of seraphim wings;
His glory and power with glad voices extolling,
Who hath loved us and crowned us,
His priests and His kings.
'Midst the holy hushed tremor of seraphim wings;
His glory and power with glad voices extolling,
Who hath loved us and crowned us,
His priests and His kings.