I can see Jesus, high and exalted, 
My eyes are fixed upon His face, 
it shines like the sun. 

I can see Jesus, clothed in glory, 
He is high and lifted up, 
And His train fills the temple 

And all of the angels cry holy, 
All the saints cry holy, 
All creation cries holy, 
Holy is the Lamb 

All praise unto the Lamb 
Who sits on the throne, 
Honor and power, dominion and praise, 
Unto the Lamb, who was and is, and is [bad word] #33;