Who Are These Like Stars Appearing?

Who are these like stars ap­pear­ing

These be­fore God’s throne who stand?

Each a gold­en crown is wear­ing;

Who are all this glo­ri­ous band?

Alleluia! Hark

they sing

Praising loud their heav’n­ly king.

Who are these of dazz­ling bright­ness

These in God’s own truth ar­rayed

Clad in robes of pur­est white­ness

Robes whose lus­ter ne’er shall fade

Ne’er be touch­ed by time’s rude hand?

Whence come all this glo­ri­ous band?

These are they who have con­tend­ed

For their Sav­ior’s hon­or long

Wrestling on till life was end­ed

Following not the sin­ful throng;

These who well the fight sus­tained

Triumph through the Lamb have gained.

These are they whose hearts were riv­en

Sore with woe and ang­uish tried

Who in pray­er full oft have striv­en

With the God they glo­ri­fied;

Now

their pain­ful con­flict o’er

God has bid them weep no more.

These

like priests

have watched and wait­ed

Offering up to Christ their will;

Soul and body con­se­crat­ed

Day and night to serve Him still:

Now in God’s most ho­ly place

Blest they stand be­fore His face.