Paul Oakley Angels Gather
Angels gather to your throne
Living creatures join their song
Singing ‘Holy is the Lord’
Elders tremble as they bow
Casting down their golden crowns
Crying ‘Holy is the Lord’
Holy are you Lord God
You are Majesty, full of mystery
Beautiful and wise
You are holiness
You are nothing less than God
Almighty, all glorious
Worthy, worthy is the lamb
Seated now at God’s right hand
Who for sinners once was slain
Now from every tribe and tongue
Countless multitudes will come
Giving glory thanks and praise
There is no-one like you O God
Every knee shall bow and every tongue confess (Repeat)
