The Columbian Repository ‎#612

612. Come, let us lift our joyful eyes

1 Come, let us lift our joyful eyes
Up to the courts above,
And smile to see our Father there
Upon a throne of love.
Upon a throne of love.

2 Once 'twas a seat of dreadful wrath,
And shot devouring flame ;
Our God appear'd consuming fire,
And vengeance was his name.

3 Rich were the drops of Jesus' blood
That calm'd his frowning face,
That sprinkled o'er his burning throne,
And turn'd the wrath to grace.

4 Now we may bow before his feet,
And venture near the Lord ;
No fiery cherub guards his seat,
Nor double flaming sword.

5 The peaceful gates of heav'nly bliss
Are open'd by the Son ;
High let us raise our notes of praise,
And reach th' almighty throne.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, let us lift our joyful eyes
• Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
• Publication Date: 1803

Tune Information

• Name: UTICA