[Verse 1] John was exiled on Patmos, In the Spirit on the Lord's day. A trumpet voice turned him behind, Seven golden lamps in array. One like the Son of Man stood there, Garment down unto the feet, Eyes like flame and hair like wool, Countenance brighter than heat. [Refrain] The voice like many waters, The stars within His hand, A two-edged sword from out His mouth, Feet like burnished brass that stand. The voice like many waters Called John up from the ground: Fear not; the Living One holds keys Where death and hell are bound. [Verse 2] Ephesus had left first love. Smyrna faced the prison door. Pergamos held fast the name, Yet false teaching crossed the floor. Thyatira tolerated Jezebel. Sardis wore a living name. Philadelphia kept the word. Laodicea cooled to shame. [Chorus] Let every ear hear What the Spirit says to churches. Repent, hold fast, overcome; The searching flame still searches. Tree of life, hidden manna, White stone, crown, and throne: The voice like many waters Calls each congregation home.