These Are They

The oceans give up of the dead That are in them The graves open wide To set captives free And those who are roaming the Earth rise to meet them Abraham's seed as the sands of the sea Chorus These are they Who have come out of great tribulation They have washed their robes in the blood of the Lamb They have come through much sorrow into great jubilation They're redimeded by the blood of the Lamb And like a strong and mighty army Their voices are ringing Oh great cloud of witnesses They sing freedom's song As they enter the country Built by their own fathers The promissed homeland They've looked for... so long And all the strangers And all the pilgrims They'll be no longer strangers All the tired and the weary wanderers They'll wander no more The table is spread for the great celebration And the welcome home banner Flies over the door (Chorus)