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Text:Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light

681. Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light

1 Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light,
Behold the fields already white!
The glorious harvest now is come;
See ransom'd sinners flocking home.

2 Mov'd by the spirit's softest wind,
Their hearts are all as one inclin'd;
Their former sins and follies mourn;
They bow, and to their God return.

3 Improve the harvest fleeting fast,
Ere yet the shining season past,
When all the work of life shall end,
The last--the long dark night descend.

Text Information
First Line: Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light
Meter: L. M.
Publication Date: 1828
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Topic: Sickness and Recovery
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