Lift up Your Heads, Ye Scattered Saints

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Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Europe, 1840

Hymn 264
1. Lift up your heads, ye scattered saints,
Redemption draweth nigh;
Our Saviour hears the orphan's plaints,
The widow's mournful cry.

2. The blood of those who have been slain
For vengeance cries aloud:
Nor shall its cries ascend in vain,
For vengeance on the proud.

3. The signs in heaven and earth appear;
And blood, and smoke, and fire;
Men's hearts are failing them for fear;
Redemption's drawing nigher.

4. Earthquakes are bellowing 'neath the ground,
And tempests through the air; -
The trumpet's blast with fearful sound,
Proclaims the alarm of war.

5. The saints are scattered to and fro,
Through all the earth abroad;
The gospel trump again to blow,
And then behold their God.

6. Rejoice, ye servants of our God,
Who to the end endure;
Rejoice, for great is your reward,
And your defence is sure.

7. Although this body should be slain
By cruel, wicked hands;
I'll praise my God in higher strains,
And on mount Zion stand.

8. Glory to God, ye saints rejoice,
And sigh and groan no more,
But listen to the Spirit's voice -
Redemption's at the door.