Who Who Are These Beside The Chilly Wave


WHO, who are these beside the chilly wave,
Just on the borders of the silent grave,
Shouting Jesus’ power to save,
Washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Refrain:
Sweeping through the gates of the new Jerusalem,
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

These, these are they who in their youthful days,
Found Jesus early, and in wisdom’s ways
Proved the fulness of his grace,
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

These, these are they who in affliction’s woes
Ever have found in Jesus calm repose,
Such as from a pure heart flows,
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.

These, these are they who in the conflict dire
Boldly have stood amid the hottest fire;
Jesus now says: Come up higher;
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.