Behold yon bright array,
Before the sapphire throne;
There, young nor old, nor rich nor poor,
There, bond nor free, are known.
At once they strike their lyres,
At once break off,--and all,
With trembling joy, and silent love,
In adoration fall.
Whate'er their lot below,
As fellow-heirs of bliss,
In heaven their services are one:
Let earth be heaven in this.
As brethren, thus may we
Worship with one accord;
In stillness wait, in prayer bow down,
Stand up, and bless the Lord.
As pilgrims on their way,
Thousands these courts shall fill,
And travel on from strength to strength,
Abreast to Zion's hill.
May all those pilgrims meet,
When faith is changed to sight
Where the Lord God Himself shall be
The temple and the light:--
Where on the sea of glass,
The ransom'd nations sing,
And to the Lamb that once was slain
Eternal glory bring.
Sacred Poems and Hymns
|Instances (1 - 3 of 3)||First Line||Title||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Christian Hymns for Public and Private Worship: a collection compiled by a committee of the Cheshire Pastoral Association (11th ed.) #601||Behold yon bright array||Montgomery||1847||Life, Death, and Futurity ||
|Hymns for Public Worship #24||Behold yon bright array||Montgomery||1845|
|Sacred Poems and Hymns #299||Behold yon bright array||Behold yon bright array||James Montgomery||220.127.116.11||1854|