1	Ye people of the word,     Stand on the city's wall, And shout till all Christ's hosts have heard     Your union rallying call! Behold them scattered wide!     Cry till they all shall know The King bids rally side by side     To march against the foe.
	CHORUS. Lift up! lift up! proclaim, proclaim The word in one great voice! Lift up! lift up the glorious name! Make all the world rejoice, rejoice!
2	Lift up the banner high,     Till all may see its light; Its folds of glory--let them fly     Far out upon the height. Ne'er think your duty done,     Ne'er think your message given, Till all of Zion shall be one,     Her glory no more riven.
3	Away all doubts and fears,     Hushed be all saddening strife! Ye people of a hundred years,     Sound out one word of life! Lift up the Son of Man,     Who once the sad earth trod; He is alone our word and plan--     Triumphant Son of God.
4	O God, create anew     Thy hosts in strength of youth! Fly, angel, with the tidings due--     Christ's everlasting truth! His armies everywhere,--     Rent be your ranks no more; Come, rally round one Lord, and bear     His name to every shore.
Gilbert L. Harney