The Lamb's Blood

Robes made white in the blood of the Lamb

Contrast of the black colored robes of man
A great multitude, just like an endless sea
Robes made of white...in the joy of eternity

Every nation, tribe, language and people

Waving palm branches in their hands
Standing before the throne of the Lamb
Behold...the faithful of the Son of Man

Who are they; where do they come from

Differing from this world's realm of man
Yet, they are the faces we see everyday
The voices that echo ours when we pray

Adorned in white robes, bright as the sun

They are the love...when there is none
Robes made of white in the joy of eternity
Together, In the Lamb's blood...washed clean