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!

Hear all nature’s groans proclaiming,
Nature’s swift-approaching doom!
War and pestilence and famine
Signify the wrath to come;
Cleaves the center,
Nations rush into the tomb.

Close behind the tribulation
Of these last tremendous days,
See the flaming revelation,
See the universal blaze!
Earth and Hea­ven
Melt before the Judge’s face!

Sun and moon are both confounded,
Darkened into endless night,
When, with angel hosts surrounded,
In His Fa­ther’s glo­ry bright,
Beams the Sav­ior,
Shines the ev­er­last­ing Light.

See the stars from Hea­ven falling,
Hark on earth the doleful cry,
Men on rocks and mountains calling,
While the glo­ri­ous Judge draws nigh,
Hide us, hide us,
Rocks and mountains, from His eye!

With what different exclamation
Shall the saints His banner see!
By the tokens of His passion,
By the marks received for me,
All discern Him,
All with shouts cry out, Tis He!

Lo! ’tis He! Our hearts’ desire,
Come for His espoused below,
Come to join us with His choir,
Come to make our joys o’erflow,
Palms of vic­to­ry,
Crowns of glo­ry to bestow.

Yes, the prize shall now 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 through all eternity!