The Golden Harp

by David Harrington

After this I saw a beautiful white-winged angel with flowers in her hair sitting on the steps of a fountain softly strumming a Golden Harp. And she smiled as she sang. And the songbirds gathered around her.
And the softness of her voice sounded sweet and lovely. And it filled my heart with such gladness that I began to weep tears of joy.
And she sang a song of hope and salvation, exalting God's Kingship and Majesty in these words:

All honor and glory, power and wisdom unto God,
And unto the Lamb, peace and great blessings, faith and thanksgiving,
Who redeemed us with His precious blood,
And washed us clean from all our sins.

Praise to the Lamb whose kingdom is everlasting,
Praise to the Lamb whose truth reigns in our hearts.
Praise to the Lamb whose love light shines all around us,
Praise to the Lamb who conquers all our fears.

Praise to the Lamb who freed us from our bondage,
Praise to the Lamb who broke the ancient curse.
Praise to the Lamb whose mercy and grace endure forever,
Praise to the Lamb who wipes away our tears.


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