The Marriage Supper (Breck)

In the soul’s bright home be­yond the sky

In a land where the ran­somed nev­er die

There will be a roy­al ban­quet

By and by

’Tis the great mar­riage sup­per of the Lamb.

Are you go­ing to be there?

Are you go­ing to be there?

At the great mar­riage sup­per of the Lamb;

With your wed­ding gar­ments on

Will you meet the loved ones gone?

At the great mar­riage sup­per of the Lamb.

O the bride shall shine in bright ar­ray

With her tears all for­ev­er wiped away;

There will be a great re­joic­ing

On that day

At the great mar­riage sup­per of the Lamb.

From all sin for­ev­er­more re­leased

They will come from the west and from the east

For all na­tions will be ga­thered

At the feast

Of the great mar­riage sup­per of the Lamb.

We shall praise Him by the crys­tal tide

When the Lamb that was slain is glo­ri­fied;

And the ran­somed Church of God

Shall be the bride

At the great mar­riage sup­per of the Lamb.