527 - Lift up your heads, you mighty gates

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1. Lift up your heads, you mighty gates, behold, the King of glory waits! The King of kings is drawing near, the Saviour of the world is here; salvation and new life He brings, therefore the earth is glad and sings: Our Maker, we sing praise, for great are all Your ways.
2. The Lord is just, a Helper tried, with mercy ever at His side; His kingly crown is holiness, His sceptre, pity in distress; the end of all our woes He brings, therefore the earth is glad and sings: Our Saviour, we now raise our grateful hymns of praise.
3. How blest the land, the city blest, where Christ the ruler is confessed! What happy hearts and happy homes to whom this King in triumph comes! The cloudless sun of joy He is, who brings us pure delight and bliss. Our Comforter, we raise our grateful hymns of praise.
4. Lift up the gates; lift up your heart, make it a temple set apart from earthly use for heav'ns employ, adorned with pray'r and love and joy; so shall your sov'reign enter in, and new and nobler life begin. To You, O God, be praise for word, and deed, and grace.