Worthy the Lamb

Verse 1

Sing, my soul, the sweetest song— Worthy the Lamb, worthy the Lamb— Ever sung by mortal tongue— Worthy the Lamb, worthy the Lamb, The Lamb that once was slain, The Lamb of God whose precious blood Was never shed in vain.

Verse 2

Lo, He marks each falling tear— Worthy the Lamb, worthy the Lamb— Knows the secret of each fear— Worthy the Lamb, worthy the Lamb, The Lamb for sinners slain; For Him we count all gold but dross, And earthly loss but gain.

Verse 3

Saved by His atoning blood— Worthy the Lamb, worthy the Lamb— Kings and priests we reign to God— Worthy the Lamb, worthy the Lamb, The lamb’s victorious powers; He holds for us the heavenly heights, And Beulah’s land is ours.