Isaiah saw the seraphims
Flying ‘round the throne
In the year that King Uzziah died
They were shouting highest praise
As the flew with all their might
And the posts and doors moved as they cried

Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord of hosts:
The whole earth is full of His glory
Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord of hosts:
The whole earth is full of His glory

John saw four beasts in Heaven
Appear before the throne
The likes of which were clear for Him to see
One like a Lion, one a calf,
Then a man and last a flying eagle
Singing night and day these words of praise

Holy, holy, holy
Lord God Almighty
Which was, and is, and is to come
Holy, holy, holy
Lord God Almighty
Which was, and is, and is to come

I want to sing the songs of Heaven
Sing with all my heart
Praises to my Lord and King
And I will sing them while I live
Sing them loud for all to hear
He alone is worthy of the words I sing

John saw four and twenty seats
Gathered ‘round the throne
Four and twenty elders came along
Clothed in white they gathered
Crowns of gold upon their heads
They bowed before the throne and sang their song

Thou art worthy, oh Lord
To receive glory and honor and power;
For thou hast created all things,
And for thy pleasure they are and were created

Then he saw the four beasts gather
With the elders ‘round the throne
As the lamb of God appeared in majesty
They were looking for the one
Who could open up the book
And only He could bear the task, so they start to sing

Thou art worthy to take the book, 
And to open the seals thereof: 
For thou wast slain, 
And hast redeemed us to God by thy blood 
Out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation;
And hast made us unto our God kings and priests: 
And we shall reign on the earth.

I want to sing the songs of Heaven
Sing with all my heart
Praises to my Lord and King
And I will sing them while I live
Sing them loud for all to hear
He alone is worthy of the words I sing

Then I saw the angels gather
With the beasts and elders there
Around the Lamb who sat upon the throne
And the number of them grew
Ten thousand times ten thousand
As they sang aloud the praises of my Lord

Worthy is the Lamb that was slain 
To receive power, and riches, and wisdom, 
And strength, and honor, and glory, and blessing. 

And every creature up in heaven, 
And here upon the earth,
And even those who dwell under the earth, 
And all the creatures of the sea, 
Lift up their voice on high, 
Their praises to our Lord and King

Blessing, and honor, and glory, and power, 
Be unto Him that sits upon the throne, 
And unto the Lamb for ever and ever. 
Blessing, and honor, and glory, and power, 
Be unto Him that sits upon the throne, 
And unto the Lamb for ever and ever

I want to sing the songs of Heaven
Sing with all my heart
Praises to my Lord and King
And I will sing them while I live
Sing them loud for all to hear
He alone is worthy of the words I sing