Marshall Hall - These Are They Lyrics
These are they...The oceans give upAll the dead that are in them,The graves open wideTo set captives free;And those who are roaming the earthRise to meet them,Abraham's seed as the sands of the sea.Chorus:These are they who have comeOut of great tribulation;They have washed their robesIn the blood of the Lamb,They have gone through much sorrowInto great jubilation,They're redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.Like a strong, mighty armyTheir voices are ringing;The great cloud of witnessesSings freedom's songAs they enter the countryBuilt by their own Father,The promised homelandThey've looked for so long.And all the pilgrims and all the strangersWill be no longer strangers;All the tired and the weary wanderers,They will wander no more;The table is spread for the great celebration,And the "Welcome Home" bannerFlies over the door.