First Line: Ten thousand times ten thousand,

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 1 Hallelujah to Him who lives again !

2 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 !

3 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.