Trinity Hymnal ‎#384

384. Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass

1 Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass,
Ye bars of iron, yield,
And let the King of Glory pass;
The cross is in the field:
That banner, brighter than the star
That leads the train of night,
Shines on their march, and guides from far
His servants to the fight.

2 A holy war those servants wage;
Mysteriously at strife,
The pow'rs of heav'n and hell engage
For more than death of life.
Ye armies of the living God,
His sacramental host,
Where hallowed footsteps never trod
Take your appointed post:

3 Though few and small and weak your bands,
Strong in your Captain's strength
Go to the conquest of all lands;
All must be his at length.
Those spoils at his victorious feet
You shall rejoice to lay,
And lay yourselves, as trophies meet,
In his great judgment-day.

4 O fear not, faint nor, halt not now;
In Jesus' Name be strong;
To him shall all the nations bow,
And sing with you this song:
"Uplifted are the gates of brass,
The bars of iron yield;
Behold the King of Glory pass;
The cross has won the field."

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass
• Author: James Montgomery (1843, st. 4, lines, 2,3, alt.)
• Meter: C. M. D.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1961
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 45:2
• Topic: Christian warfare; The Church: Missions; Gospel: Triumph of; Missions

Tune Information

• Name: ALL SAINTS NEW
• Composer: Henry S. Cutler (1872)
• Meter: C. M. D.
• Key: B♭ Major