Don Fortner


Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain,

His blood can never fail:

The conquering Lion of Judah came,

And over all prevails.


Worthy is the Lamb, worthy is the Lamb,

Worthy is the Lamb who was slain!

All praise to the Lamb, all praise to the Lamb,

All praise to the Lamb who was slain!


Dear Lamb of God, You took our sins

And made them all Your own!

Your blood You shed, Your life You gave,

To bring us to Your throne!


That precious blood, we know, was not

For sinners shed in vain:

Not one of those can ever die

For whom the Lamb was slain.


This Lamb who died, He is a Lion,

Whose will is always done:

He conquered Satan, death and hell,

And then He claimed His throne.


The Lion rules to save His own,

His chosen, ransomed race:

He conquers and subdues their wills

By matchless sov'reign grace!


Did Jesus rise, the Lamb of God,

And take His rightful place?

So surely shall His ransomed ones

In heaven find their place!


(Tune: Blessed Be the Name)

Common Meter 86.86.