To Jesus Lifted Up On High
To Jesus, lifted up on High;
As Doves unto their Windows fly
We speed for Life and Peace:
His Blood, how pow’rfully it draws!
Now it hath quite remov’d the Cause
Of Sorrow and Distress.
As Members to their Head must join,
And Branches grow in their own Vine,
So are we in the Lamb:
Ours all his Beauty, Life, and Fruit,
On him we grow, our Head and root,
And hail the sacred Name.