#61Lift Your Heads

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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 heavenly kingdom near.
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Bear all nature's groans proclaiming Nature's swift approaching doom! War, and pestilence, and famine, Signify the wrath to come; Cleaves the centre, Nations rush into the tomb.
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Lo! 'Tis He! Our heart's desire, Come for his espoused below; Come to join us with the choir, Come to make our joys o'erflow; Palms of victory, Crowns of glory to bestow.
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Yes, the prize shall sure 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 thro' all eternity.

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