Come, saints, let us join in the praise of the Lamb,

The theme most sublime of the angels above;

They dwell with delight on the sound of his name,

And gaze on his glories with wonder and love.

2 They worship the Lamb who for sinners was slain;

But their loftiest songs never equal his love:

The claims of his mercy will ever remain,

Transcending the anthems in glory above.

3 Yet even our service he will not despise,

When we join in his worship and tell of his name;

Then let us unite in the song of the skies,

And, trusting his mercy, sing, “Worthy the Lamb.”