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<h2>LIFT THE STRAIN OF HIGH THANKSGIVING</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;We are the servants of the God of heaven and earth, and build the house that was builded these many years ago.&#8221; Ezra 5:11</h3></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_e_l_ellerton_j.jpg" alt="John Ellerton (1826-1893)" width="124" height="184"></td>
<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_e_l_ellerton_j.html" target="_blank">John Ellerton</a> (1826-1893).
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Rex Gloriae,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_m_smart_ht.html" target="_blank">Henry Thomas Smart</a> (1813-1879) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_r_e_rexglori.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Lift the strain of high thanksgiving!<br>
Tread with songs the hallowed way!<br>
Praise our fathers&#8217; God for mercies<br>
New to us their sons today:<br>
Here they built for Him a dwelling,<br>
Served Him here in ages past,<br>
Fixed it for His sure possession,<br>
Holy ground, while time shall last.</p>
<p>When the years had wrought their changes,<br>
He, our own unchanging God,<br>
Thought on this His habitation,<br>
Looked on His decayed abode;<br>
Heard our prayers, and helped our counsels,<br>
Blessed the silver and the gold,<br>
Till once more His house is standing<br>
Firm and stately as of old.</p>
<p>Entering then Thy gates with praises,<br>
Lord, be ours Thine Israel&#8217;s prayer:<br>
&#8220;Rise into Thy place of resting,<br>
Show Thy promised presence there!&#8221;<br>
Let the gracious Word be spoken<br>
Here, as once on Sion&#8217;s height,<br>
&#8220;This shall be My rest forever,<br>
This my dwelling of delight.&#8221;</p>
<p>Fill this latter house with glory<br>
Greater than the former knew;<br>
Clothe with righteousness the priesthood,<br>
Guide its choir to reverence true;<br>
Let Thy Holy One&#8217;s anointing<br>
Here its sevenfold blessings shed;<br>
Spread for us the heavenly banquet,<br>
Satisfy Thy poor with bread.</p>
<p>Praise to Thee, almighty Father,<br>
Praise to Thee, eternal Son,<br>
Praise to Thee, all quickening Spirit,<br>
Ever bless&egrave;d Three in One;<br>
Threefold power and grace and wisdom,<br>
Molding out of sinful clay<br>
Living stones for that true temple<br>
Which shall never know decay.</p>
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