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There is sound of rejoicing
around the great throne,
A whisper of myriad wings;
For the foe that accuseth us
lies cast down,
And the choir of angels sings—
Salvation, and honor, and majesty be,
Lord of all pow’r and might unto Thee.
And the soul may approach
to her God without dread,
In moment of praise of pray’r;
“Fear ye not,” the bright angels
of God have said,
“Glad tidings of joy we bear.”
Salvation, and honor, and majesty be,
Lord of all pow’r and might unto Thee.
But the hour draweth nigh
when the angel shall stand
With foot on the silent shore;
By the Lord he shall swear,
as he lifts his hand,
And that Time shall be no more.
Salvation, and honor, and majesty be,
Lord of all pow’r and might unto Thee.
And the thunders shall roll,
and the dead, great and small,
At the throne of the Judge shall stand;
And the song shall re sound
thro’ the heav’nly hall,
Of the saints at God’s right hand.
Salvation, and honor, and majesty be,
Lord of all pow’r and might unto Thee.
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