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<h2>LIFT UP YOUR HEADS, YE GATES OF BRASS</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“He hath broken the gates of brass, and cut the bars of iron.” Psalm 107:16</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_o_montgomery_j.html" target="_blank">James Montgomery</a>, 1843
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Presbyter,” Walter Olivant Wilkinson, 1895 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_p_presbytr.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </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 up your heads, ye gates of brass,<br>
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Ye bars of iron, yield,<br>
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And let the King of Glory pass;<br>
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The cross is in the field.<br>
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That banner, brighter than the star<br>
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That leads the train of night,<br>
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Shines on their march, and guides from far<br>
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His servants to the fight.</p>
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<p>A holy war those servants wage;<br>
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Mysteriously at strife;<br>
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The powers of heaven and hell engage<br>
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For more than death or life.<br>
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Ye armies of the living God,<br>
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His sacramental host,<br>
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Where hallowed footsteps never trod<br>
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Take your appointed post.</p>
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<p>Though few and small and weak your bands,<br>
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Strong in your Captain’s strength<br>
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Go to the conquest of all lands;<br>
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All must be His at length.<br>
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Those spoils at His victorious feet<br>
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You shall rejoice to lay,<br>
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And lay yourselves, as trophies meet,<br>
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In His great judgment day.</p>
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<p>O fear not, faint not, halt not now;<br>
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Quit you like men, be strong!<br>
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To Christ shall all the nations bow,<br>
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And sing with you this song:<br>
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“Uplifted are the gates of brass,<br>
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The bars of iron yield;<br>
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Behold the King of Glory pass;<br>
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The cross hath won the field!”</p>
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