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Lift up your heads, O mighty gates;
behold the King of glory waits!
The King of kings is drawing near;
the Saviour of the world is here.
O blest the land, the city blest,
where Christ the ruler is confest!
O happy hearts and happy homes
to whom this king of triumph comes!
Fling wide the portals of your heart;
make it a temple, set apart
from earthly use for heav’n’d employ,
adorned with prayer and love and joy.
Come, Saviour, come with us abide;
our hearts to you we open wide:
your Holy Spirit guide us on,
until our glorious goal is won.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 24:7-10;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1994 | # 364 |
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