Hark how th'adoring hosts above With songs surround the throne, With songs surround the throne! Ten thousand thousand are their tongues; But all their hearts are one, But all their hearts are one, But all their hearts are one. Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, To be exalted thus, To be exalted thus; Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, For He was slain for us, For He was slain for us, For He was slain for us. Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood, And set the pris'ners free, And set the pris'ners free; Thou mad'st us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with Thee, And we shall reign with Thee, And we shall reign with Thee. To Him who sits upon the throne, The God whom we adore, The God whom we adore, And to the Lamb that once was slain, Be glory evermore, Be glory evermore, Be glory evermore.