MARTYRS,&. 275 " After this beheld, and lo, a great multitude, whith neman could number, of all nations and kindred and people and tongues,|steod before‘the Throne fore the LAMB, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands.” 378 H*"8! the sound of holy voices, Chanting, at the orystal sea, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Lorp, to Thee: Multitude, which none can number, Like the stars in glory stands, Clothed in white apparel, holding Palms of victory in their hands. Patriarch, and holy Prophet, Who prepared the way of Curis, King, Apostle, Saint, Confessor, Martyr, and Evangelist, Saintly Maiden, godly Matron, Widows who haye watched to prayer, Joined in holy concert, sizging To the Lorp of all are there. They have come from tribulation, And have washed their robes in blood Washed them in the Blood of Jesus; Tried they were and firm they stood; Moctked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented Sawn asunder, slain with sword, They have conquered death and Satan By the might of Curist the Lorp. Marching with Thy Cross their banner, They have triumphed following Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee their Saviour, and their King; Gladly, Lorp, with Thee they suffered; Gladly, Lorp, with Thee they died; And by death to life immortal They were born and glorified. Now they reign in heayenly glory, Now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, Holy bliss and infinite; Love and peace they taste for ever, And all truth and knowledge see In the Beatific Vision Of the Blesséd Trinity,

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