Your throne, O God, is for ever and ever. Angels surround the fearful throne of your glory, O Lord of Hosts, and before your greatness, O Christ, seraphim stand in awe for your honor. They do not dare to look upon you, but with ceaseless voices they cry out together, saying, Holy, holy, you are holy, O Friend of Man. Glory be to you. All round about him shall bring offerings to the Fearful One.
Angels surround the fearful throne . . . . . .
Anthem of the Bema Prophets and kings longed for your Body and your absolving Blood. Prophets and kings longed for your Body and your absolving Blood. David longed for and requested, though he did not drink the waters for which he asked. You must give thanks that you have been deemed worthy to drink from the cup of Christ. All Rights Reserved.