Ten thousand times ten thousand,
In sparkling raiment bright,
The armies of the ransomed saints
Throng up the steeps of light;
'Tis finished — all is finished —
Their fight with death and sin!
Fling open wide the golden gates,
And let the victors in.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah to the Lamb who once was slain
Hallelujah! Hallelujah to Him who lives again!
What rush of “Hallelujahs”
Fills all the earth and sky!
What ringing of a thousand harps
Bespeaks the triumphs nigh!
O day, for which creation
And all its tribes were made!
Oh, joy! for all its former woes
A thousandfold repaid!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah to the Lamb who once was slain
Hallelujah! Hallelujah to Him who lives again!
Oh, then what raptured greetings
On Canaan's happy shore!
What knitting severed friendships up,
Where partings are no more!
Than eyes with joy shall sparkle
That brimmed with tears of late;
No longer orphans, fatherless,
Nor widows desolate.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah to the Lamb who once was slain
Hallelujah! Hallelujah to Him who lives again!