Poems (Lambert)/Lift me Higher
LIFT ME HIGHER.
LIFT me higher! Lift me higher! From this sphere of earthly dross;Upward still! far yonder gleaming, Shines my Saviour's glorious cross.
Oh, very beautiful is life, And earthly flowers are passing fair:But lift, oh lift me up to heaven, And let me rest forever there.
There, no care shall plough its furrows; There, no sin shall blur my heart;There, in blessed choirs of angels, I shall sing a humble part.
Lift me higher! Lift me higher! Friends of earth, no tears for me!From temptation, sin, and sorrow, Let me be forever free!
Ah! I hear my Saviour call me! Clad in heavenly robes of white;He will lift me higher, higher, From this world of storm and night.
Lift me higher! Lift me higher! Farewell earthly friends I love.Lift me higher! Lift me higher! To that better world above!
"Lift me higher!" And our darling Gently closed her wearied eyes;And her spirit, lifted higher, Reached its home beyond the skies.
She is sleeping, and white marble This inscription only bears:"Our lost flower—thirteen summers— Lifted higher"—than life's cares.