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Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates!

Author: George Weissel; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #117a (1890) Meter: 8.8.6 Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates! Behold, the King of glory waits; The King of kings is drawing near, The Saviour of the world is here; Life and salvation He doth bring, Wherefore rejoice, and gladly sing: We praise Thee, Father, now, Creator, wise art Thou! 2 The Lord is just, a Helper tried, Mercy is ever at His side; His kingly crown is holiness, His sceptre, pity in distress, The end of all our woe He brings; Wherefore the earth is glad and sings: We praise Thee, Saviour, now, Mighty in deed are Thou! 3 O blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the Ruler is confest! O happy hearts and happy homes To whom this King in triumph comes! The cloudless Sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss: O Comforter Divine, What boundless grace is Thine! PART II 4 Fling wide the portals of your heart; make it a temple, set apart from earthly use for heaven's employ, adorned with prayer, and love, and joy; So shall your Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin: To Thee, O God, be praise, For word and deed and grace! 5 Redeemer, come! I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide! Let me Thy inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal; Thy Holy Spirit guide us on, Until our glorious goal be won! Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy Name. Languages: English Tune Title: MACHT HOCH DIE THÜR

Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates!

Author: George Weissel; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #117b (1890) Meter: 8.8.6 Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates! Behold, the King of glory waits; The King of kings is drawing near, The Saviour of the world is here; Life and salvation He doth bring, Wherefore rejoice, and gladly sing: We praise Thee, Father, now, Creator, wise art Thou! 2 The Lord is just, a Helper tried, Mercy is ever at His side; His kingly crown is holiness, His sceptre, pity in distress, The end of all our woe He brings; Wherefore the earth is glad and sings: We praise Thee, Saviour, now, Mighty in deed are Thou! 3 O blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the Ruler is confest! O happy hearts and happy homes To whom this King in triumph comes! The cloudless Sun of joy He is, Who bringeth pure delight and bliss: O Comforter Divine, What boundless grace is Thine! PART II 4 Fling wide the portals of your heart; make it a temple, set apart from earthly use for heaven's employ, adorned with prayer, and love, and joy; So shall your Sovereign enter in, And new and nobler life begin: To Thee, O God, be praise, For word and deed and grace! 5 Redeemer, come! I open wide My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide! Let me Thy inner presence feel, Thy grace and love in me reveal; Thy Holy Spirit guide us on, Until our glorious goal be won! Eternal praise and fame We offer to Thy Name. Languages: English Tune Title: MACHT HOCH DIE THÜR

O Saviour of our race

Author: Laurentius Laurenti; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #135 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 O Saviour of our race, Welcome indeed Thou art, Blessed Redeemer, Fount of grace, To this my longing heart! 2 Light of the world, abide Through faith within my heart; Leave me to seek no other guide, Nor e’er from Thee depart. 3 Thou art the Life, O Lord! Sole Light of life Thou art! Let not Thy glorious rays be poured In vain on my dark heart. 4 Star of the East, arise! Drive all my clouds away; Guide me till earth’s dim twilight dies Into the perfect day. Languages: English Tune Title: VENICE

Come, ye weary sinners, come

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: Church Book #348 (1890) Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Come, ye weary sinners, come, All who your heavy load; Jesus calls His wanderers home; Hasten to your pardoning God. 2 Come, ye guilty souls opprest, Answer to the Saviour’s call: "Come, and I will give you rest; "Come, and I will save you all." 3 Jesus, full of truth and love, We Thy kindest word obey: Faithful let Thy mercies prove, Take our load of guilt away. 4 Fain we would on Thee rely, Cast on Thee our sin and care: To Thine arms of mercy fly, Find our lasting quiet there. 5 Lo, we come to Thee for ease: True and gracious as Thou art, Now our groaning souls release, Write forgiveness on our heart. Languages: English Tune Title: DYKES

Teach me, my God and King

Author: John Wesley; George Herbert Hymnal: Church Book #383 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Teach me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee! 2 To scorn the senses' sway, While still to Thee I tend: In all I do be Thou the Way, In all be Thou the End! 3 All may of Thee partake; Nothing so small can be, But draws, when acted for Thy sake, Greatness and worth from Thee. 4 If done to obey Thy laws, Even servile labors shine: Hallowed is toil, if this the cause, The meanest work divine. Languages: English Tune Title: LYTE

In Parables the Lord doth shew

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #XLV (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 In Parables the Lord doth shew, What Gospel Ministers must do-- How to perform their duty well, We find here in this Parable. 2 The Church, a Vineyard of the Lord: Those who he sends to teach his word, They labour in his Vineyard here; They have the charge, the trust and care. 3 God, to erect his Church on earth, The vineyard of the greatest worth; Thus did his labour'rs early send, That sacred Vineyard to attend. 4 And as the passage plainly shews, The call was first unto the Jews: When Priests and Levites, taught & shew'd The laws and ordinance of God. 5 They minister'd as they were taught, But otherwise they labour'd not; Till they did first with him agree, And know what their reward should be. 6 Those who have not the cause at heart, Do with reluctance act their part; And as a penny for the day Such hirelings do teach and pray. 7 Not only unto Jacob's race Did God reveal his plan of grace; But after many years were past, The Gentiles too were call'd at last. 8 The call they did with joy embrace, To be intrusted with such grace; In such a call to serve the Lord, It was to them a great reward. 9 They ask'd not what shall we receive? As a support on which we live-- They trust, the word and promises, And act their part with willingness. 10 They teach, admonish and reprove, And all they do is out of love; They act with fervency and zeal, And God rewards their labours well. Scripture: Matthew 20:1-16 Languages: English

Supported by especial grace

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #XLVI (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Supported by especial grace, And by superior pow'r upheld, The faithful christian runs his race, To gain the vict'ry and the field. 2 But O, how foolish and unwise! Could it be truly said to be? For those who fain would gain the prize And yet not strive for mastery. 3 To gain the never fading crown, Each reigning sin must be subdu'd; The haughty spirit must come down, And yield unto the ways of God. 4 The soul, with carnal mind beset, Can never speed in holiness: But still oppress'd with ev'ry weight Of sin, and burthens of distress. 5 All candidates for Glory must, Be watching unto constant pray'r-- To crucify their pride and lust, If they desire the crown to wear. 6 May I be wise to act my part, And evermore be on my guard, To watch and pray with all my heart, And wait the comming of my Lord. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 9:24-27 Languages: English

Alleluia! best and sweetest

Author: John Chandler Hymnal: Church Book #20 (1890) Meter: 8.7 Topics: Septuagesima Sunday Lyrics: 1 Alleluia! best and sweetest Of the hymns of praise above! Alleluia! thou repeatest, Angel host, these notes of love. This ye utter, While your golden harps ye move. 2 Alleluia! Church victorious, Join the concert of the sky! Alleluia! bright and glorious, Lift, ye saints, this strain on high! We, poor exiles, Join not yet your melody. 3 Alleluia! strains of gladness Suit not souls with anguish torn: Alleluia! sounds of sadness Best become our state forlorn: Our offences We with bitter tears must mourn. 4 But our earnest supplication Holy God, we raise to Thee: Visit us with Thy salvation, Make us all Thy joys to see! Alleluia! Ours at length this strain shall be. Languages: English Tune Title: ALLELUIA, DULCE CARMEN

Oft in danger, oft in woe

Author: Henry Kirke White Hymnal: The Hymnal #116a (1916) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Topics: Septuagesima; Sunday Schools General Use; Parochial Missions Lyrics: Oft in danger, oft in woe, Onward, Christians, onward go; Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the Bread of Life. Let sour drooping hearts be glad; March in heavenly armour clad; Fight, nor think the battle long, Soon shall victory tune your song. Let not sorrow dim your eye, Soon shall every tear be dry; Let not fears your course impede, Great your strength, if great your need. Onward then to battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go. Languages: English Tune Title: UNIVERSITY COLLEGE

Oft in danger, oft in woe

Author: Henry Kirke White Hymnal: The Hymnal #116b (1916) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Topics: Septuagesima; Sunday Schools General Use; Parochial Missions Lyrics: Oft in danger, oft in woe, Onward, Christians, onward go; Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the Bread of Life. Let sour drooping hearts be glad; March in heavenly armour clad; Fight, nor think the battle long, Soon shall victory tune your song. Let not sorrow dim your eye, Soon shall every tear be dry; Let not fears your course impede, Great your strength, if great your need. Onward then to battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go. Tune Title: ADVENT