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A lamb unspotted, white and pure,
to thee doth stand in lieu
Of light so great; the glory is
thy heavenly king to view.
He is the King of kings, beset
in midst his servants right,
And they his happy household all,
do serve him day and night,
There, there the quire of angels bright,
there the supernal sort
Of citizens, who hence are freed
from danger's deep resort.
There be the prudent prophets all,
th' apostles six and six,
The glorious martyrs in a row,
and confessors betwixt.
There doth the crew of righteous men,
and matrons all consist,
Young men and maids who here on earth
their pleasures did resist.
The sheep and lambs that hardly, 'scapt
the snares of death and hell,
Triumph in joy eternally,
whereof no tongue can tell;
And though the glory of each one,
doth differ in degree,
Yet the joy of all alike,
and common as we see.