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The Lord is risen from the dead:
Ris’n to the majesty on high:
The powers of hell are captive led,
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Lo! his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the raptured lay;
“Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates,
Ye everlasting doors, give way.”
“Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the’ ethereal scene;
He claims these mansions as his right:
Receive the King of glory in.”
Who is the King of glory? Who?
“The Lord of hosts, in battle strong;
Who Satan, sin, and death o’erthrew,
And leads in chains the captive throng.”
“Behold! the King of Glory waits;
Celestial powers his voice obey:
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates,
Ye everlasting doors, give way.”
Who is the King of glory? Who?
“The Lord, of power supreme possest:
To Him eternal praise is due;
God over all, for ever blest.”
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1829
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 24:7-10;
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