1. Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates;
behold, the King of glory waits;
the King of kings is drawing near;
the Savior of the world is here!
2. Fling wide the portals of your heart;
make it a temple, set apart
from earthly use for heaven’s employ,
adorned with prayer and love and joy.
3. Redeemer, come, with us abide;
our hearts to thee we open wide;
let us thy inner presence feel;
thy grace and love in us reveal.
4. Thy Holy Spirit lead us on
until our glorious goal is won;
eternal praise, eternal fame
be offered, Savior, to thy name!
Lift your eyes and look to heaven
1. Lift your eyes and look to heaven, from a world of chaos below.
Where the cries of wounded spirits. Sound around us where’er we go.
Having lost the road they wander, milling throngs they’ve lost the light too.
Like a prodigal exhausted! O believer! What will you do?
2. Lift your eyes and look to heaven, from a darken’d world below.
Where so many shout their nostrums. But the waters of life don’t flow.
Our Redeeming Lord seeks workers, who will labor, faithful and true.
Where is someone who will answer? O believer! What will you do?
3. Lift your eyes and look to heaven, to a living life giving Lord.
Weak we are, but still He calls us: Heaven’s bidding comes by His word.
Christ alone the living water, first and last eternity through.
He is Lord! It’s you He’s calling. O believer! What will you do?
4. Lift your eyes and look to heaven, He who came again from the grave.
He in love for all earth’s people, still is waiting one more to save.
Yet the Lord our loving Saviour, has a day of just judgment too.
Everyday the Day draws nearer. O believer! What will you do?
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My soul today is thirsting for living streams divine,
To sweep from highest heaven to this poor heart of mine;
I stand upon the promise, in Jesus’ name I plead;
Oh, send the gracious current to satisfy my need.
Refrain
Like a mighty sea, like a mighty sea,
Comes the love of Jesus sweeping over me;
The waves of glory roll, the shouts I can’t control;
Comes the love of Jesus sweeping o’er my soul.
I see the clouds arising, the mercy clouds of love,
That come to bring refreshing down from the throne above;
The earnest of the shower, just now to us is giv’n,
And now we wait, expecting the floods of grace from heav’n.
The show’rs of grace are falling, the tide is rolling in,
The floodtide of salvation, with pow’r to cleanse from sin;
It’s surging through my being and takes my sin away,
It keeps me shouting glory! through all the happy day.
It’s coming, yes, it’s coming, it’s coming down this hour,
A torrent of salvation in saving, cleansing pow’r:
I hear the billows surging, I see them mount and roll;
Oh, glory, hallelujah! they’re sweeping through my soul.