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THE KING OF GLORY.
Psalm xxiv.
The Earth is Thine, O God, this teeming earth;
Thine the round world, with all its thousand nations.
Thy plastic word gave the vast fabric birth,
And planted in the deep its firm foundations.
But Sion is the temple of Thy grace:
Who may ascend to tread that holy place?
Thine the round world, with all its thousand nations.
Thy plastic word gave the vast fabric birth,
And planted in the deep its firm foundations.
But Sion is the temple of Thy grace:
Who may ascend to tread that holy place?
The man whose hands are clean, whose heart is pure;
The man of guileless lips, of humble spirit;
Let him draw nigh the blessing to secure:
He shall the favour of his God inherit.
These are the men, O God, who seek Thy face,
And they shall joyful tread that holy place.
The man of guileless lips, of humble spirit;
Let him draw nigh the blessing to secure:
He shall the favour of his God inherit.
These are the men, O God, who seek Thy face,
And they shall joyful tread that holy place.
Lift up your heads, O gates!
Give, ye eternal portals, entrance meet!
Behold, the triumph waits!
The King of Glory enters to His seat.
Who is this glorious King? Rehearse His claim.
Jehovah, God of Hosts, the Almighty is His name.
Give, ye eternal portals, entrance meet!
Behold, the triumph waits!
The King of Glory enters to His seat.
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Jehovah, God of Hosts, the Almighty is His name.
Lift up your heads, O gates!
Give, ye eternal portals, entrance meet!
For lo! the triumph waits:
The King of Glory enters to His seat.
Who is this glorious One whose praise ye sing?
Jehovah, God of Hosts; and He is Israel's King.
Give, ye eternal portals, entrance meet!
For lo! the triumph waits:
The King of Glory enters to His seat.
Who is this glorious One whose praise ye sing?
Jehovah, God of Hosts; and He is Israel's King.
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