“When the heavenly hosts shall gather.
And the heavenly courts shall ring
With the rapture of the ransomed
And the new song they shall sing,
Though they come from every nation,
Every kindred, every race.
None can ever learn that music
Till he knows God’s pardoning grace.
All those vast eternities to come
Will never be too long
To tell the endless story
And to sing the endless song: —
‘Unto Him who loved us,’
And who ‘loosed us from our sin’—
We shall finish it in heaven,
But ‘tis here the words begin.”