Psalms 21:13

• [Psa 21:13] He Sang In The Old Church Choir

  ’Twas Easter Sunday morning, To the village I had gone; My boyhood home where lived the ones I loved; At the church the preacher spoke the Word, The choir sang sweetly, too, And in their midst an old man sang The old songs good and true; His voice was sweet and tender, I seem to hear him yet Sing again an old refrain I never will forget. Refrain How he sang in the old church choir Olden songs, golden songs of a bygone day, Sweet songs of gladness, songs, too, of sadness That carried me far, far away, And I longed in my soul for that heavenly goal That he sang of so sweetly in those songs: “Lead Kindly Light amid th’encircling gloom” And “Rock of Ages cleft for me.” Those were the songs, the old golden songs That he sang in the old church choir. So here’s a simple lesson Of the good that we can do To help our fellow men along the way; Just a word of cheer to those we meet May ease an aching heart, A song may save two souls that otherwise might drift apart. Still in my memr’y that lingers That singer and his song. Sweet and low, so long ago, To hear his voice I long. Refrain

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Psalms 24:7

• [Psa 24:7] Day, A Day Of Glory, A

  A day, a day of glory! A day that ends our woe! A day that tells of triumph Against our vanquished foe! Yield, summer’s brightest sunrise, To this December morn: Lift up your gates, ye princes, And let the Child be born! With Gloria in excelsis Archangels tell their mirth: With Kyrie elëyson Men answer upon earth: And angels swell the triumph, And mortals raise the horn, Lift up your gates, ye princes, And let the Child be born. He comes, His throne the manger; He comes, His shrine the stall; The ox and ass His courtiers, Who made and governs all: The “House of Bread” His birth-place, The Prince of wine and corn: Lift up your gates, ye princes, And let the Child be born. Then bar the gates, that henceforth None thus may passage win, Because the Prince of Israel Alone hath entered in: The earth, the sky, the ocean His glorious way adorn: Lift up your gates, ye princes, And let the Child be born.

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• [Psa 24:7] Fling Wide The Door

  Fling wide the door, unbar the gate; The King of glory comes in state; The Lord of lords and King of kings, The Savior of the world who brings His great salvation to the earth. So raise a shout of holy mirth And praise our God and Lord, Creator, Spirit Word. He is the rock of our belief, The heart of mercy’s gentle self. His kingly crown is holiness; His scepter is his loveliness; He brings our sorrows to an end. Now gladly praise our king and friend, And worship him with song, For saving us from wrong. O, happy towns and blessed lands That live by their true king’s commands, And blessed be the hearts he rules, The humble places where he dwells. He is the rightful Son of bliss Who fills our lives and makes us his, Creator of the world, Our only strength for good. Come, Lord, our Savior, Jesus Christ; Our hearts are open wide in trust. Oh, show us now your lovely grace, Upon our sorrows shine your face, And let your Holy Spirit guide Our journey in your grace so wide. We praise your holy name, From age to age the same.

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• [Psa 24:7] Lift Up Your Heads, Eternal Gates!

  Lift up your heads, eternal gates! Unfold, to entertain The King of glory; see! He comes, with His celestial train. Who is this King of glory—who? The Lord, for strength renowned; In battle mighty; o’er His foes Eternal Victor crowned. Lift up your heads, ye gates! unfold In state to entertain The King of glory; see! He comes With all His shining train. Who is this King of glory—who? The Lord of hosts renowned: Of glory He alone is King, Who is with glory crowned.

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• [Psa 24:7] Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Mighty Gates

  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 doth He 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 Thee, Savior, now, Mighty in deed art Thou! Oh blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the Ruler is confessed! Oh 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 Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin: To Thee, O God, be praise, For word and deed and grace! Redeemer, come! I open wide My heart to Thee—here, Lord, abide! Let me Thy inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal, Thy Holy Spirit guide us on Until our glorious goal is won! Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy Name. 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! A Helper just He comes to thee, His chariot is humility, His kingly crown is holiness, His scepter, pity in distress. 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! 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. Redeemer, come, with us abide; Our hearts to Thee we open wide; Let us Thy inner presence feel; Thy grace and love in us reveal. Thy Holy Spirit lead us on Until our glorious goal is won; Eternal praise, eternal fame Be offered, Savior, to Thy Name!

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• [Psa 24:7] Ye Gates, Lift Your Heads

  Ye gates, lift your heads, the glad summons obey, Ye doors everlasting, wide open the way. The King of all glory high honors await, The King of all glory shall enter in state. What King of all glory is this that ye sing? The Lord, strong and mighty, the conquering King. Ye gates, lift your heads, and His summons obey, Ye doors everlasting, wide open the way. The King of all glory high honors await, The King of all glory shall enter in state. What King of all glory is this that ye sing? Jehovah of Hosts, He of glory is King.

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Psalms 24:9

• [Psa 24:9] Ye Gates, Lift Up Your Heads On High

  Ye gates, lift up your heads on high; Ye doors that last for aye, Be lifted up, that so the King Of glory enter may. But who of glory is the King? The mighty Lord is this; E’en that same Lord that great in might And strong in battle is— E’en that same Lord that great in might And strong in battle is. Ye gates, lift up your heads on high; Ye doors that last for aye, Be lifted up, that so the King Of glory enter may. But who is He that is the King Of glory? Who is this? The Lord of hosts, and none but He The King of Glory is— The Lord of hosts, and none but He The King of Glory is.

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Psalms 57:5

• [Psa 57:5] Be Thou Exalted

  Be Thou exalted, forever and ever, God of eternity, Ancient of Days! Wondrous in majesty, perfect in wisdom, Glorious in holiness, fearful in praise. Refrain Be Thou exalted by seraphs and angels, Be Thou exalted with harp and with song; Saints in their anthems of rapture adore Thee, Martyrs the loud hallelujahs prolong. Be Thou exalted, O Son of the Highest! Gracious Redeemer, our Savior and King! One with the Father, co-equal in glory, Here at Thy footstool our homage we bring. Refrain Be Thou exalted, O Spirit eternal! Dwell in our hearts, keep us holy within; Lead to Thy home in the life everlasting, Open its portals and welcome us in. Refrain

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• [Psa 57:5] Be Thou, O God, Exalted High

  Be thou, O God exalted high; And as Thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till Thou art here, as there, obeyed. O God, my heart is fixed; ’tis bent Its thankful tribute to present; And, with my heart, my voice I’ll raise To Thee, my God, in songs of praise. Thy praises, Lord, I will resound To all the listening nations round; Thy mercy highest heav’n transcends; Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.

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Psalms 82:8

• [Psa 82:8] O Lord Our God, Arise!

  O Lord our God, arise! The cause of truth maintain, And wide o’er all the peopled world Extend Thy blessèd reign. Thou Prince of life, arise! Nor let Thy glory cease; Far spread the conquests of Thy grace, And bless the earth with peace. Thou Holy Ghost, arise! Expand Thy quick’ning wing, And o’er a dark and ruined world Let light and order spring. All on the earth, arise! To God the Savior sing; From shore to shore, from earth to Heav’n, Let echoing anthems ring.

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• [Psa 82:8] O God, Our Maker, Throned On High

  O God, our Maker, throned on high, The earth is Thine, and Thine the sky, Th’adoring sun obeys Thy will, And countless stars Thy laws fulfill. The length’ning light of summer day, The winter frost, Thy power display, Nature proclaims Thy sovereign skill; Man, and man only, spurns Thy will. The wicked sit on earth’s high seat, And tread the holy ’neath their feet; Good goes so crookedly astray, Bright deeds lie hidden oft away. Great God! Who seest from above, Regard us with Thy pitying love, Perplexed by doubts, with toil and strife, We ask more light—we long for life.

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  source: Cyberhymnal