Lift Him Up (Warren)

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 Heav’n was He;

And the blind

who grope in dark­ness

Through the blood of Christ shall see.

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.

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

And shall bear the cross of Je­sus

And shall find sal­va­tion sweet.

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.

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.