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 44:4

• [Psa 44:4] My God, My Heavenly King

  O God, my heavenly King, My Savior, and my All, To Thee my every power I bring, And at Thy footstool fall. By Thee I am supplied With every good below: Thou art my Shepherd and my Guide, In all the way I go. Fain would I follow Thee, Nor from Thy footsteps stray, Whate’er my pains or conflicts be, Or snares my foes may lay. I know that Thou art nigh, My Fortress, Shield and Tower: On Thy rich mercy I’ll rely, And trust Thy mighty power.

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Psalms 47:7

• [Psa 47:7] Mighty God, While Angels Bless Thee

  Mighty God, while angels bless Thee, May a mortal sing Thy Name? Lord of men as well as angels, Thou art every creature’s theme. Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days. Sounded through the wide creation Be Thy just and endless praise. For the grandeur of Thy nature, Grand beyond a seraph’s thought; For the wonders of creation, Works with skill and kindness wrought. For Thy providence, that governs, Through Thine empire’s wide domain, Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, Blessèd be Thy gentle reign. For Thy rich, Thy free redemption, Bright, though veiled in darkness long, Thought is poor, and poor expression; Who can sing that wondrous song? Brightness of the Father’s glory, Shall Thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue, such guilty silence! Sing the Lord Who came to die. From the highest throne of glory To the cross of deepest woe, All to ransom guilty captives; Flow my praise, forever flow! Reascend, immortal Savior; Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne; Thence return, and reign forever, Be the kingdom all Thine own!

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• [Psa 47:7] O God Of Earth And Altar

  O God of earth and altar, bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die; The walls of gold entomb us, the swords of scorn divide; Take not Thy thunder from us, but take away our pride. From all that terror teaches, from lies of tongue and pen, From all the easy speeches that comfort cruel men; From sale and profanation of honor and the sword; From sleep and from damnation, deliver us, good Lord! Tie in a living tether, the prince and priest and thrall; Bind all our lives together, smite us and save us all; In ire and exultation aflame with faith and free, Lift up a living nation, a single sword to Thee.

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• [Psa 47:7] O King Most High Of Earth And Sky

  O King most high of earth and sky On prostrate death Thou treadest, And with Thy blood dost mark the road Whereby to Heaven Thou leadest. O Christ, behold Thine orphaned fold, Which Thou hast borne with anguish, Steeped in the tide from Thy rent side: O leave us not to languish! The glorious gain of all Thy pain Henceforth dost Thou inherit; Now comes the hour—then greatly shower On us Thy promised Spirit!

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Psalms 74:12

• [Psa 74:12] O God, Thou Art Our King Of Old

  O God, Thou art our King of old, Salvation Thou hast wrought; In safety through the mighty sea Our fathers Thou hast brought. With mighty arm Thou didst destroy The pride of boastful man, And for Thy people made a path Where mighty waters ran. The day is Thine, and Thine the night, And Thine the shining sun; At Thy command earth’s bounds are set And changing seasons run. Mark how Thine enemies, O Lord, Against Thee proudly speak; Preserve Thy saints from wicked men, Be mindful of the meek. Fulfill, O Lord, Thy covenant, Our strong Protector be, For in the earth are dark abodes Of crime and cruelty. Let not Thy saints be put to shame; No longer in Thy sight Permit Thy foes to vaunt themselves; Lord, vindicate the right.

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• [Psa 74:12] Waves Of Salvation, The

  O ye waves of free salvation, Onward sweep from day to day, Till all trace of desolation From our earth is washed away. Refrain O ye waves, roll on, roll on! With a mighty sweep, roll on! Till the lost are gathered in, Saved forevermore from sin. O ye waves of free salvation, Wondrous joy to mortals bring, Giving souls a glad translation To the palace of the King. Refrain O ye waves of free salvation, Still enrich this world of ours, Till each high and lowly station Shall be bright with sweetest flow’rs. Refrain O ye waves of free salvation, Tarry not for wind nor tide; May each heart, in acceptation, To your gladness open wide. Refrain

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Psalms 89:18

• [Psa 89:18] O Savior, Lord, To Thee We Pray

  O Savior, Lord, to Thee we pray, Whose love has kept us safe today, Protect us through the coming night, And ever save us by Thy might. Be with us now, in mercy nigh, And spare Thy servants when they cry; Our sins blot out, our prayers receive, Thy light throughout our darkness give. Let not dull sleep the soul oppress, Nor secret foe the heart possess; Our flesh keep chaste, that it may be A holy temple meet for Thee. To Thee, who dost our hearts renew, With fervent prayer we humbly sue, That pure in thought and free from stain, We from our beds may rise again. All praise to God the Father be, All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whom with the Spirit we adore Forever and forevermore.

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Psalms 95:3

• [Psa 95:3] Great God, We Give Thee Praise

  Great God, we give Thee praise For all Thy wondrous grace Thy wise and ever loving ways To all our favored race. Thou hast Thy love revealed Beyond what prophets knew; Thy holy Book of truth unsealed To our astonished view. We wander now no more Where darkening errors lead, But truth by light divine explore, And wonder while we read. Lord, we adore Thy Name For light and truth divine! From Thee the welcomed mercies came, And be the glory Thine.

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Psalms 149:2

• [Psa 149:2] All The Happy Children

  All the happy children, gladly join our song, Rising to the Father, in a chorus strong. Birds are brightly singing, leaves are opening wide, Flower bells are ringing forth on every side. Refrain All the happy children, gladly join our song, Rising to the Father, in a chorus strong. See the sky above us, spread so warm and blue, So God’s love is reaching over me and you. Father, dear we thank Thee for long summer days, For the birds and flowers, for the grassy ways. Refrain All the happy children thank Thee, Father dear, For this day for children out of all the year. We will still remember we are Thine alone; He Who made the summer made us every one. Refrain

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• [Psa 149:2] Praise Ye Jehovah (taylor)

  Praise ye Jehovah, praise the Lord most holy, Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength the weak; Praise Him Who will with glory crown the lowly, And with salvation beautify the meek. Refrain Praise Him for His constant care, His ever present love; Praise Him, for He hears our prayer, And answers from above. Praise God the Father, praise the ever blessèd Son, Praise God the Spirit, praise the Three in One. Praise ye the Lord for all His loving kindness, And all the tender mercies He hath shown; Praise Him Who pardons all our sin and blindness, And calls us sons, and takes us for His own. Refrain Praise ye Jehovah! source of every blessing— Before His gifts earth’s richest boons are dim; Resting in Him, His peace and joy possessing, All things are ours, for we have all in Him. Refrain Praise ye the Father! God the Lord Who gave us, With full and perfect love His only Son; Praise ye the Son Who died Himself to save us! Praise ye the Spirit! praise the Three in One! Refrain

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• [Psa 149:2] When The King Shall Come!

  Oh, the weary night is waning, And the clouds are rolling by; See, the long expected morning Now is dawning in the sky; When from Zion’s lofty mountain We shall hear the watchmen cry, And rejoicing we shall gather When the King shall come. Refrain O Zion! O Zion! Great will be Thy triumph When the King shall come; O Zion! O Zion! Thou shalt be exalted When the King shall come. When the ransomed of Jehovah, From the East and from the West, Shall return with joy and gladness, To receive the promised rest— Then shall every tribe and nation Out of every land be blessed, And rejoicing they shall gather When the King shall come. Refrain May He find us, when He cometh, Faithful watchers, day and night, At our royal post of duty, With our armor shining bright; May our lamps be trimmed and burning With a clear and steady light, That rejoicing we may gather When the King shall come. Refrain

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