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.Refrain: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.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.Refrain: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.3.Lift Him up in all His glory,‘Tis the Son of God on high;Lift Him up, His love shall draw them,Eén 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.Refrain: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.4.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.Refrain: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.