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 plow 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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO HENRY LINCOLN JOHNSON - LAWYER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 2. ILLINOIS by CLARENCE MAJOR SLEEPING TOGETHER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD HOLES BORED IN A WORKBAG BY THE SCISSORS by MARIANNE MOORE |