| Song | These Are They |
| Artist | Gaither Vocal Band |
| Album | A Few Good Men |
| 作曲 : Gaither ... | |
| The oceans give up | |
| All the dead that are in them, | |
| The graves open wide | |
| To set captives free; | |
| And those who are roaming the earth | |
| Rise to meet them, | |
| Abraham's seed as the sands of the sea. | |
| Chorus:These are they who have come | |
| Out of great tribulation; | |
| They have washed their robes | |
| In the blood of the | |
| Lamb,They have gone through much sorrow | |
| Into great jubilation, | |
| They're redeemed by the blood of the | |
| Lamb.Like a strong, mighty army | |
| Their voices are ringing; | |
| The great cloud of witnesses | |
| Sings freedom's song | |
| As they enter the country | |
| Built by their own | |
| Father,The promised homeland | |
| They've looked for so long. | |
| And all the pilgrims and all the strangers | |
| Will be no longer strangers; | |
| All the tired and the weary wanderers, | |
| They will wander no more; | |
| The table is spread for the great celebration, | |
| And the "Welcome Home" banner | |
| Flies over the door. |
| zuò qǔ : Gaither ... | |
| The oceans give up | |
| All the dead that are in them, | |
| The graves open wide | |
| To set captives free | |
| And those who are roaming the earth | |
| Rise to meet them, | |
| Abraham' s seed as the sands of the sea. | |
| Chorus: These are they who have come | |
| Out of great tribulation | |
| They have washed their robes | |
| In the blood of the | |
| Lamb, They have gone through much sorrow | |
| Into great jubilation, | |
| They' re redeemed by the blood of the | |
| Lamb. Like a strong, mighty army | |
| Their voices are ringing | |
| The great cloud of witnesses | |
| Sings freedom' s song | |
| As they enter the country | |
| Built by their own | |
| Father, The promised homeland | |
| They' ve looked for so long. | |
| And all the pilgrims and all the strangers | |
| Will be no longer strangers | |
| All the tired and the weary wanderers, | |
| They will wander no more | |
| The table is spread for the great celebration, | |
| And the " Welcome Home" banner | |
| Flies over the door. |