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

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

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

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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