226 - Lift Up Your Heads

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!
The Lord is just, a helper tried
Mercy is ever at His side;
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 happy homes,
To whom this King in triumph comes!
Redeemer, come, I open wide
My hearts to Thee here, Lord abide.
Let us Thy inner presence feel;
Thy grace and love in me reveal.