H. Alford (279/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

H. Alford TEN thousand times ten thousand, In sparkling raiment bright; The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light: ’Tis finished, all is finished, Their fight with death and sin; Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in. 2 What rush of Hallelujahs Fills all the earth and sky! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh! Oh, day, for which creation And all its tribes were made! Oh, joy, for all its former woes A thousandfold repaid! 3 Oh, then what raptured greetings On Canaan’s happy shore, What knitting severed friendships up, Where partings are no more; Then eyes with joy shall sparkle That brimmed with tears of late; Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. 4 Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain; Fill up the roll of Thine elect, Then take Thy power and reign; Appear, Desire of nations, Thine exiles long for home; Show in the heavens Thy promised sign, Thou Prince and Saviour, come.