← Lift Him Up Hymns and Tunes (1888) · No. 1252

Lift Him Up

Lift him up, 't is he that bids you,

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Lift him up, 't is 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 heav'n was he;And the blind, who grope in darkness,Through the blood of Christ shall see.

Chorus.

Lift him up, the risen Saviour,High amid the waiting throng;Lift him up, 't is he that speaketh,Now he bids you flee from wrong.

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Lift him up, this precious Saviour,Let the multitude behold;They with willing hearts shall seek him,He will draw them to his fold;They shall gather from the wayside,Hast'ning on with joyous feet,They shall bear the cross of Jesus,And shall find salvation sweet.

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Lift him up in all his glory,'T is 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 storyOf the cross, the death of shame;And from tongue to tongue repeat it;Mighty throngs shall bless his name.

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O then lift him up in singing,Lift the Saviour 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.