Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light

Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light

Published in 13 hymnals

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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.

Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #681

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First Line: Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light

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Hymns, Selected and Original, for Public and Private Worship #681

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Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #681

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Hymns: selected and original, for public and private worship (30th ed.) #681

Missionary Hymns #d38

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The Psalmody: a collection of hymns for public and social worship #829

Village Hymns #d303

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