Holy, Holy, Holy Cry Rick Modlin, Genevieve Glen, OSB

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Lyrics

1. The Lamb of God stands on the height
among the glorious clouds of light,
above the city paved in gold
where death and darkness have no hold.
2. In bitter sacrifice once slain,
he lives in triumph there to reign
among the saints clad all in white
in realms where day yields not to night.
Refrain
And, "Holy, holy, holy" cry
to you, our Lord Most High.
"Holy, holy, holy" cry
to you, our God Most High.
3. To him now let our prayers arise
in clouds of incense to the skies,
from censer borne by angel hands,
bright tongues of fire from far-flung lands.
4. While heavens' praises hail his worth,
he catches up the prayers of earth
in wounded hands, till, countless throng,
the singers come to join the song.
Bridge
(To Father, Son, and Spirit, Three)
To Father, Son, and Spirit, Three
(in One all-holy Mystery.)
in One all-holy Mystery.
(To Father, Son, and Spirit, Three)
in One all-holy Mystery.

Text: Genevieve Glen, OSB, © 1998, 2001, The Benedictine Nuns of the Abbey of St. Walburga. Music © 2004, Rick Modlin. Published by OCP. All rights reserved.