The hundred and forty-four thousand now stand,
The ones who are led by the Lamb and not man.
The Firstfruits awaking, as He trumps the sound,
Their head in the heaven, their feet on the ground.

The fires are raging, great cleansings are on,
In their mouth is no guile, and they sing a new song.
Awaiting the marriage and the feast to begin,
This great virgin company, redeemed from among men.