| Song | Up To The Hills I Lift |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
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| Tags | Up To The Hills I Lift |
| Theme(s) | Closing Hymns |
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Up To The Hills I Lift Mine Eyes,
Th’ Eternal Hills Beyond The Skies;
Thence All Her Help My Soul Derives,
There My Almighty Refuge Lives.
He Lives The Everlasting God
That Built The World, That Spread The Flood;
The Heavens With All Their Hosts He Made,
And The Dark Regions Of The Dead.
He Guides Our Feet, He Guards Our Way;
His Morning Smiles Bless All The Day;
He Spreads The Evening Vail, And Keeps
The Silent Hours, While Israel Sleeps.
Israel, A Name Divinely Blest,
May Rise Secure, Securely Rest;
Thy Holy Guardian’s Wakeful Eyes
Admit No Slumber, Nor Surprise.
Should Earth And Hell With Malice Burn,
Still Thou Shalt Go, And Still Return,
Safe In The Lord; His Heavenly Care
Defends Thy Life From Every Snare.
