The Glad New Song

by Lizzie Ashbaugh

Shall our lips be tuned to singing,
When we join the ransomed throng?
Over in the golden city
Shall we join the the glad new song?

We shall tell the ransomed story
Of the Lamb for sinners slain.
There from glory unto glory
Swell the glad triumphant strain.

Yes we'll sweetly join the chorus
Over on the golden shore;
With then thousand times ten thousand,
We shall praise for evermore.

Chorus

Unto Him who has redeemed us,
And from sin has set us free,
Glory, honor, power and blessing,
Now and evermore shall be.