Scripture Verse

Praise ye the Lord from the heavens: praise Him in the heights. Psalm 148:1


Words: Eli­za­beth Che­ney, in Our Praise in Song, ed­it­ed by John Swe­ney, Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick & Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­vania: John J. Hood, 1893), num­ber 153.

Music: Ma­na­gua John R. Swe­ney, 1893 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Che­ney (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

John R. Sweney (1837–1899)


There’s a life on the heights, O Chris­tian,
Up, up from thy low estate!
Cut loose from the sins that beset thee,
And lay aside every weight.


Stay not in the mist laden valley;
Look not on the earth, but above;
Rise, rise in the strength of thy Sav­ior,
And climb to the hilltops of love.

There’s a glow on the heights, O Chris­tian!
Why longer in shadow abide?
The storm clouds of care and of sorrow
Are bright on the heavenward side.


There’s a song on the heights, O Chris­tian!
A thrilling and jubilant strain;
It tells of a perfect sal­va­tion
Thro’ Je­sus, the Lamb that was slain.


There’s a view from the heights, O Chris­tian!
The gleam of a far away shore;
And hearts that are faint for the homeland
Gain courage and patience once more.