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343 Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Mighty Gates

Truro L. M.

CHARLES BURNEY

1. Lift up your heads,ye might-y gates! Be-hold the King of glo - ry waits; The

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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.

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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.

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So come, my Sovereign! enter in!
Let new and nobler life begin!
Thy Holy Spirit, guide us on,
Until the glorious crown be won. Amen.

Tr. CATHERINE WINKWORTH

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man, in con-cert with the foe, Hath shed his brother's blood. Now

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Thy gospel, Lord, is grace and love;

o send it all abroad,
Till every heart submissive prove,

And bless the reigning God.
Come, lift Thy banner, Prince of Peace,
And give the weary world release. Amen.

JOHN HAMPDEN GURNEY

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ANNE Ross COUSIN

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Jerusalem the Golden

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ALEXANDER EWING

1. Je - ru - sa - lem the gold' - en! With milk and hon - ey blest

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4 O sweet and blessed country,

The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country,

That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us

To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest. Amen.

Tr. JOHN MASON NBALE

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Hark! Hark, My Soul

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HENRY SMART

1. Hark! hark, my soul! An - gel - ic songs are swell-ing O'er earth's green fields, and

ocean's wave-beat shore: How sweet the truth those bless-ed strains are tell - ing,

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An - gels of light, Sing - ing to wel - come the pil-grims of the night! A-men.

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