GHS 142 : Holy, Holy Is What The Angels Sing Lyrics
GHS 142, “Holy, Holy Is What The Angels Sing,” is a hymn built around a remarkable theological observation: that when redeemed believers sing the story of their redemption in heaven, the angels themselves will fold their wings and listen, because angels have never experienced what salvation feels like from the inside. The hymn is not diminishing the angels but elevating the privilege of the ransomed. The blood-washed throng can sing something the hosts of heaven cannot: how Jesus died for me, how He bore my sins, how I was set free.
It is a hymn that gives the believer a fresh appreciation for what they have been given. This hymn appears as number 142 in the Gospel Hymns and Songs (GHS) collection, used in Deeper Life Bible Church and related assemblies across West Africa.
Hymn Lyrics – GHS 142: Holy, Holy Is What The Angels Sing
- There is singing up in heaven such as we have never known, Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon the throne; Their sweet harps are ever tuneful and their voices alway clear, O that we might be more like them while we serve the Master here!
“Holy, holy” is what the angels sing, And I expect to help them make the courts of heaven ring; But when I sing redemption’s story they will fold their wings, For angels never felt the joys that our salvation brings.
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But I hear another anthem, blending voices clear and strong, “Unto Him who hath redeemed us and hath bought us,” is the song; We have come thru tribulations to this land so fair and bright, In the fountain freely flowing He hath made our garments white.
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Then the angels stand and listen, for they cannot join that song, Like the sound of many waters, by that happy, blood-washed throng; For they sing about great trials, battles fought and vict’ries won, And they praise their great Redeemer who hath said to them, “well done.”
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So, although I’m not an angel, yet I know that over there I will join a blessed chorus that the angels cannot share; I will sing about my Saviour, who upon dark Calvary Freely pardoned my transgression, died to set a sinner free.
