On the Heights

There’s a life on the heights

O Christ­ian

Up

up from thy low es­tate!

Cut loose from the sins that be­set thee

And lay aside ev­ery weight.

Stay not in the mist lad­en val­ley;

Look not on the earth

but ab­ove;

Rise

rise in the strength of thy Sav­ior

And climb to the hill­tops of love.

There’s a glow on the heights

O Christ­ian!

Why long­er in sha­dow ab­ide?

The storm clouds of care and of sor­row

Are bright on the heav­en­ward side.

There’s a song on the heights

O Christ­ian!

A thrill­ing and ju­bi­lant strain;

It tells of a per­fect sal­va­tion

Thro’ Je­sus

the Lamb that was slain.

There’s a view from the heights

O Christ­ian!

The gleam of a far away shore;

And hearts that are faint for the home­land

Gain cour­age and pa­ti­ence once more.