O God, a new song I will sing to you; on a ten-stringed lyre I will play for you.
Hallelujah! Sing to the Lord a new song, his praise in the assembly of the faithful.
Draws me up from the pit of destruction, out of the muddy clay, Sets my feet upon rock, steadies my steps,
A psalm. Sing a new song to the Lord, for he has done marvelous deeds. His right hand and holy arm have won the victory.
They were singing [what seemed to be] a new hymn before the throne, before the four living creatures and the elders. No one could learn this hymn except the hundred and forty-four thousand who had been ransomed from the earth.