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Oh, what bliss when the Bridegroom comes for us and we reach the wedding supper of the Lamb! Give Him glory!

BibleGateway: Revelation 19:4-9

ESV Text: Revelation 19:4-9

KJV Text:

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4 And the four and twenty elders and the four beasts fell down and worshipped God that sat on the throne, saying, Amen; Alleluia.

     5 And a voice came out of the throne, saying, Praise our God, all ye his servants, and ye that fear him, both small and great. 6 And I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying, Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. 7 Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honour to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready. 8 And to her was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white: for the fine linen is the righteousness of saints. 9 And he saith unto me, Write, Blessed are they which are called unto the marriage supper of the Lamb. And he saith unto me, These are the true sayings of God.(KJV)

Hymn: TLH 609:
Wake, Awake, For the Night Is Flying

— Organ Audio

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1. “Wake, awake, for night is flying,” 
The watchmen on the heights are crying; 
“Awake, Jerusalem, arise!” 
Midnight hears the welcome voices 
And at the thrilling cry rejoices: 
“Oh, where are ye, ye virgins wise? 
The Bridegroom comes, awake! 
Your lamps with gladness take! 
With bridal care 
Yourselves prepare 
To meet the Bridegroom, who is near.” 

2. Zion hears the watchmen singing, 
And all her heart with joy is springing, 
She wakes, she rises from her gloom; 
For her Lord comes down all-glorious, 
The strong in grace, in truth victorious, 
Her Star is ris’n, her Light is come. 
“Now come, Thou Blessed One, 
Lord Jesus, God’s own Son, 
Hail! Hosanna! 
The joyful call 
We answer all 
And follow to the nuptial hall.” 

3. Now let all the heav’ns adore Thee, 
Let men and angels sing before Thee, 
With harp and cymbal’s clearest tone. 
Of one pearl each shining portal, 
Where, dwelling with the choir immortal, 
We gather round Thy radiant throne. 
No vision ever brought, 
No ear hath ever caught, 
Such great glory; 
Therefore will we 
Sing hymns of praise and joy to Thee.