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Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates!
Ye everlasting doors, give way!"
Unfold, ye heav'ns, your gates of light,
And wide display the radiant scene!
He claims these mansions as his right:
Receive the King of Glory in.
Who is the King of Glory, who?

The Lord that all his foes o'ercame,

The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew;
And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name.
Eternal glory him awaits,


And angels chaunt the solemn lay;

"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates

"Ye everlasting doors give way!

Who is the King of Glory, who?

The Lord, of boundless power possess'd; The King of saints and angels too,

God over all, for ever blest.


"And suddenly there came a sound from heaven, as of a rushing mighty wind; and it filled all the house where they were sitting. And there appeared unto them cloven tongues, like as unto fire, and it sat upon each of them, and they were all filled with the Holy Ghost."---Acts c. 2.

Great was the day, the joy was great,
When the divine disciples met;

Whilst on their heads the Spirit came,
And sate like tongues of cloven flame,

What gifts, what miracles he gave!
And pow'r to kill, and pow'r to save!
Arming their tongues with wondrous words,
Instead of shields, and spears, and swords.

Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth,
From east to west, from south to north:
"Go, and assert your Saviour's cause;
"Go, spread the myst'ry of his cross,"

These weapons of the holy war,
Of what Almighty force they are,
To make our stubborn passions bow,
And lay the proudest rebel low!

Nations, the learned and the rude,
Are by these heav'nly arms subdu’d;
While Satan rages at his loss,

And hates the doctrine of the cross.

Great King of Grace! my heart subdue,

I would be led in triumph too,

A willing captive to my Lord,

And sing the vict'ries of his Word.

Trinity Sunday.

"For there are three that bear record in heaven, the Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost: and these three are one."1 John v: 7.

Give glory unto God on high,

To him who arch'd the vaulted sky,

Who mighty earth's circumference spann'd,
And weigh'd its waters in his hand;

Who form'd the countless orbs that gem
Dark night's resplendent diadem;
Gave life unto each living thing;
Created man their earthly king;
Then gave his Son for man to die.
Give glory unto God on high.

Give glory to the Son who came
Cloth'd in our fleshly mortal frame;

Who bare our sins, vouchsaf'd to give

Himself to die, that we might live;

Was holy, harmless, undefiled,

Patient when spurn'd, dumb when reviled;

Who, in the agonies of death,

Pour'd for his foes his parting breath;

Was perfect God and man in one.

Give glory to the incarnate Son.

Give glory to the Holy Ghost!
Who on the day of Pentecost,
From heaven to earth in mercy came,
Descending as in tongues of flame;

The promis'd comforter and guide,
Through whom the soul is sanctified;
Who still is manifest within,

To prompt to good, correct of sin.
Ye saints on earth, ye heavenly host,
Give glory to the Holy Ghost!

Join, all on earth, in heaven above,
In honour, blessing, glory, love!
Sing praises to the great I AM,
Sing praises to the spotless LAMB;
Sing praises to that power divine,
Who sanctifies the inner shrine;
That so the FATHER'S glorious name
All creatures hallow'd may proclaim;
And through the SPIRIT shed abroad,

Though reason give not finite man
Divine infinitude to scan,

Yet man may his Creator own;

May bow before a Saviour's throne;
The Comforter with awe receive;

Their true divinity believe;

And while he chaunts a Father's love,
Who sends the Spirit from above,
To win dominion for the Son,

With joy confess that GOD IS ONE!


Ministrations of Angels.

"He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways."---Ps. xcii. 13.

Minist'ring angels mark our road,

And all our steps attend,

Inspire our minds with thoughts of God,

Still ready to befriend.

Great God and do thy angels wait

On one so mean as I,

To guide me in my erring state,
And lead my soul on high?

O how should I their friendship prize,
And all my conduct heed,
Ne'er to offend their holy eyes,

In thought, or word, or deed!

But, Lord, thy purer eyes divine
My ev'ry step pursue;

O since thou seest each thought of mine,
Inspire and guide them too!

Omniscience and Omnipresence of the Deity,

"Whither shall I go from thy spirit, or whither shall I go from thy presence."---Ps. cxxxix.

Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through;
Thine eye commands with piercing view,

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