Lift Your Heads

lyricist: Charles Wesley, 1758
Composer: William Blow, 1867

Lift your heads

ye friends of Je­sus

Partners in His pa­tience here;

Christ

to all be­liev­ers pre­cious

Lord of lords

shall soon ap­pear:

Mark the to­kens

Of His heav’n­ly king­dom near!

Hear all na­ture’s groans pro­claim­ing

Nature’s swift-ap­proach­ing doom!

War and pes­ti­lence and fa­mine

Signify the wrath to come;

Cleaves the cen­ter

Nations rush in­to the tomb.

Close be­hind the tri­bu­la­tion

Of these last tre­men­dous days

See the flam­ing re­ve­la­tion

See the uni­vers­al blaze!

Earth and Heav­en

Melt be­fore the Judge’s face!

Sun and moon are both con­found­ed

Darkened in­to end­less night

When

with an­gel hosts sur­round­ed

In His Fa­ther’s glo­ry bright

Beams the Sav­ior

Shines the ev­er­last­ing Light.

See the stars from Heav­en fall­ing

Hark on earth the dole­ful cry

Men on rocks and mount­ains call­ing

While the glo­ri­ous Judge draws nigh

Hide us

hide us

Rocks and mount­ains

from His eye!

With what dif­fer­ent ex­cla­ma­tion

Shall the saints His ban­ner see!

By the to­kens of His pass­ion

By the marks re­ceived for me

All dis­cern Him

All with shouts cry out

Tis He!

Lo! ’tis He! Our hearts’ de­sire

Come for His es­poused be­low

Come to join us with His choir

Come to make our joys o’er­flow

Palms of vic­to­ry

Crowns of glo­ry to be­stow.

Yes

the prize shall now be giv­en

We His op­en face shall see;

Love

the ear­nest of our heav­en

Love our full re­ward shall be;

Love shall crown us

Kings through all eter­ni­ty!

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