371. Lift Him Up

Verse 1

Lift Him up, 'tis He that bids you,

Let the dying look and live;

To all weary, thirsting sinners,

Living waters will He give;

And though once so meek and lowly,

Yet the Prince of heaven was He;

And the blind, who grope in darkness,

Through the blood of Christ shall see.

Chorus 1

Lift Him up, the risen Savior,

High amid the waiting throng;

Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,

Now He bids you flee from wrong.

Verse 2

Lift Him up, this precious Savior,

Let the multitude behold

They with willing hearts shall seek Him,

He will draw them to His fold;

They shall gather from the wayside,

Hastening on with joyous feet,

They shall bear the cross of Jesus,

And shall find salvation sweet.

Chorus 3

Lift Him up, the risen Savior,

High amid the waiting throng;

Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,

Now He bids you flee from wrong.

Verse 4

Lift Him up in all His glory,

'Tis the Son of God on high;

Lift Him up, His love shall draw them,

E'en the careless shall draw nigh;

Let them hear again the story

Of the cross, the death of shame;

And from tongue to tongue repeat it;

Mighty throngs shall bless His name.

Chorus 5

Lift Him up, the risen Savior,

High amid the waiting throng;

Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,

Now He bids you flee from wrong.

Verse 6

O then lift Him up in singing,

Lift the Savior up in prayer;

He, the glorious Redeemer,

All the sins of men did bear,

Yes, the young shall bow before Him,

And the old their voices raise;

All the deaf shall hear hosannah;

And the dumb shall shout His praise.

Chorus 7

Lift Him up, the risen Savior,

High amid the waiting throng;

Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,

Now He bids you flee from wrong.