William Billings - St. Andrew's - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Behold the glories of the Lamb
 Amidst his Father's throne;
 Prepare new honors for His name,
 And songs before unknown.
 
 Those are the prayers of the saints,
 And these the hymns they raise,
 Jesus is kind to our complaints,
 He loves to hear our praise.
 
 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,
 Hast set the prisoners free;
 Hast made us kings and priests to God,
 And we shall reign with Thee.
 
 The worlds of nature and of grace
 Are put beneath Thy power;
 Then shorten these delaying days,
 And bring the promised hour.