There is a higher throne  Than all this world has known,   Where faithful ones from ev'ry tongue  Will one day come.  Before the Son we'll stand,   Made faultless through the Lamb;   Believing hearts find promised grace—  Salvation comes.    Hear heaven's voices sing;   Their thund'rous anthem rings  Through em'rald courts and sapphire skies.  Their praises rise.  All glory, wisdom, pow'r,   Strength, thanks, and honor are  To God our King, who reigns on high  Forevermore.    And there we'll find our home,   Our life before the throne;   We'll honor Him in perfect song  Where we belong.  He'll wipe each tear-stained eye  As thirst and hunger die.  The Lamb becomes our Shepherd King;   We'll reign with Him.