First Line: High in yonder heavenly courts the ransomed sing,

High in yonder heavenly courts the ransomed sing,
Casting down their golden crowns before their King,
Banished every grief and fear and earthly wrong,
While the saints redeemed now join
the glad new song.

Sing . . . ing to the Lamb . . . who once was
slain on Calvary ; . . .
Sing . . . ing to the Lamb . . . who lives
through all eternity !

2 Oh, the wondrous song of Love, at last complete !
Oh, the golden vials, full of odours sweet ;
Through the risen Saviour, once for
sinners slain,
We as kings and priests to God shall ever reign.

3 Only those whose robes are washed
can join that throng,
None but lips attuned by grace can
sing that song ;
Cleanse us, blessed Saviour, from the
stain of sin ; [begin !
Let the glorious song of rapture now