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 heav’n­ly 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!