These Are They

The oceans give up 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
 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 redeemed by the blood of the Lamb
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 Like a strong mighty army their voices are ringing
 The great cloud of witnesses sing freedom's song
 As they enter the country built by their own Father
 The promised homeland they've looked for so long
 And all the strangers and pilgrims, they're no longer strangers
 All the tired, weary wanderers, they wander no more
 The table is spread for the great celebration
 And the welcome home banner flies over the door
 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 redeemed by the blood of the Lamb
 They're redeemed by the blood of the Lamb
 The Lamb