Revelation Worship

In the pages of Revelation

I witnessed a beautiful song

of worship and adoration

alongside the apostle John.

I beheld the One enthroned

in a rainbow of jeweled light,

a sea of crystal beneath His feet,

heard thunder and trumpets bright.

Creatures beyond description

hovered above with praise;

Holy, Holy, Holy

sang the voices that never cease.

Golden crowns of glory

laid reverently at His throne,

a gift of honor for His creation,

for beauty and will made known.

Worthy . . .

Holy . . .

glory, honor, and might;

riches, wisdom, power and blessing,

and dominion forever alight.

Upon His throne, upon His mantle,

these words of praise did fall,

from every nation, tribe, and tongue

thanksgiving flowed from all.

From tribulation to lavish worship,

foul rags to robes of white,

souls made clean by the blood of the Lamb

sang praise to the Giver of Life.

No thirst,

no hunger,

but a Shepherd to guide the way;

tears no more did linger

nor the wilting heat of day.

My heart desires to worship like this!

How can I make it so?

It comes to me that heavenly praise

is learned while here below.

True worship begins when I realize

I am not the worthy one;

I've done nothing to earn forgiveness,

it’s the Lamb that has overcome.

He has rescued me from evil,

from death’s eternal grasp;

through trials and temptations

His love has held me fast.

His greatness is made greater

as my afflictions prepare for me

eternal glory that far outweighs

what my earthly eyes can see.

And while in this transient tent I groan,

with longing for that place,

the mortal is being strengthened

by eternity, by His grace.

For when I focus on that throne room,

my trials dwindle small,

and my heart expands with worship

for my God — my all in all.