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Mazmur 24:7

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Mazmur 2:6-10

• [Mzm 2:10] God Send Us Men

  God send us men whose aim ’twill be, Not to defend some ancient creed, But to live out the laws of Christ In every thought and word and deed. God send us men alert and quick His lofty precepts to translate, Until the laws of Christ become The laws and habits of the state. God send us men of steadfast will, Patient, courageous, strong and true, With vision clear and mind equipped His will to learn, his work to do. God send us men with hearts ablaze, All truth to love, all wrong to hate; These are the patriots nations need; These are the bulwarks of the state.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 24:7

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 44:4

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mazmur 74:12

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mzm 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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  source: Cyberhymnal