Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Mighty Gates

Text:	Georg Weissel	1642
Music:	J. A. Freylinghausen	1704
Tune:	Macht Hoch Die Tur	`8 8 8 8 8 8 6 6`
OHT Incipit:

Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates;
Behold, the King of glory waits;
The King of kings is drawing near;
The Savior of the world is here.
Life and salvation He doth bring,
Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing:
We praise Thee, Father, now,
Creator wise art Thou!

The Lord is just, a Helper tried,
Mercy is ever at His side;
His kingly crown is holiness,
His scepter, pity in distress.
The end of all our woe He brings;
Wherefore the earth is glad and sings:
We praise The, Saviour, now,
Mighty indeed art Thou!

O blest the land, the city blest
Where Christ the Ruler is confessed!
O happy hearts and happy homes
To whom this King in triumph comes!
The cloudless Sun of joy He is,
Who bringeth pure delight and bliss:
O comforter divine,
What boundless grace is Thine

Fling wide the portals of your heart;
Make it a temple, set apart
From earthly use for heaven's employ,
Adorned with prayer and love and joy;
So shall your sovreign enter in,
And new and nobler life begin:
To Thee, O God, be praise
For word and deed and grace!

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