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SDA Hymnal 226

Lift Up Your Heads

Words: Charles WesleyMusic: Georg Philipp TelemannTune: MACH'S MIT MIR7.6.7.6.D

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1Lift 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.

2The Lord is just, a helper tried,
Mercy is ever at His side;
His kingly crown is holiness,
His scepter, pity in distress.

3O blest the land, the city blessed,
Where Christ the Ruler is confessed!
O happy hearts and happy homes
To whom this King in triumph comes!

4Fling 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.

5Redeemer, come; I open wide
My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide.
Let me Thy inner presence feel;
Thy grace and love in me reveal.

Meter
7.6.7.6.D
Scripture
Psalm 24:7-10; Revelation 3:20

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The verse

Meter
8.8.8.8 · the hymnal prints 7.6.7.6.D
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 73% of beats fit
Rhyme
AABB

Could also be sung to Mendebras, Chenies, Ewing. 7s & 6s. D., Munich · same meter and stresses; not printed with these words, so try it first.

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Verse 1

Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates!/˘˘///˘/8A
Behold the King of glory waits;˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
The King of kings is drawing near,˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
The Savior of the world is here.˘/˘˘˘/˘/8B

Verse 2

The Lord is just, a helper tried,˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
Mercy is ever at His side;/˘˘/˘˘˘/8A
His kingly crown is holiness,˘/˘/˘/˘˘8B
His scepter, pity in distress.˘??/˘˘˘/8C

Verse 3

O blest the land, the city blessed,˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
Where Christ the Ruler is confessed!//˘/˘˘˘/8A
O happy hearts and happy homes˘/˘/˘/˘/8B
To whom this King in triumph comes!˘˘˘/˘/˘/8C

Verse 4

Fling wide the portals of your heart;//˘/˘˘˘/8A
Make it a temple, set apart/˘˘/˘/˘/8A
From earthly use for heaven's employ,˘/˘/˘/˘˘/9B
Adorned with prayer and love and joy.˘/˘/˘/˘/8B

Verse 5

Redeemer, come; I open wide˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide.˘/˘///˘/8A
Let me Thy inner presence feel;/˘//˘/˘/8B
Thy grace and love in me reveal.//˘/˘˘˘/8B

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.