1 O brothers, lift your voices,
Triumphant songs to raise;
Till heaven on high rejoices,
And earth is filled with praise.
Ten thousand hearts are bounding
With holy hopes and free;
The Gospel trump is sounding,
The trump of Jubilee.
2 O Christian brothers, glorious
Shall be the conflict's close:
The cross hath been victorious,
And shall be o'er its foes.
Faith is our battle-token;
Our Leader all controls;
Our trophies, fetters broken;
Our captives, ransomed souls.
3 Not unto us; Lord Jesus,
To Thee all praise be due!
Whose blood-bought mercy frees us,
Has freed our brethren too.
Not unto us: in glory
The angels catch the strain,
And cast their crowns before Thee
Exultingly again.
4 Captain of our salvation,
Thy presence we adore:
Praise, glory, adoration
Be Thine for evermore!
Still on in conflict pressing,
On Thee Thy people call,
Thee, King of kings confessing,
Thee, crowning Lord of all.
The Hymnal: revised and enlarged as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892
First Line: | O brothers, lift your voices |
Title: | O Brothers, Lift Your Voices |
Author: | Edward Henry Bickersteth (1848) |
Meter: | 7.6.7.6 D |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
O brothers, lift [tune] your voices. Bishop E. H. Bickersteth. [Missions.] Written for the Jubilee of the Church Missionary Society, 1848, and first printed in the Jubilee Tract of that year. It was given in the author's Poems, 1849; his Psalms & Hymns, 1858; and his Hymnal Companion, 1870 and 1876. In Kennedy, 1863, it reads, "O brothers, tune your voices," but the hymn is not improved by the change.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)