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.

A holy war those servants wage;
Mysteriously at strife;
The powers of heaven and hell engage
For more than death or life.
Ye armies of the living God,
His sacramental host,
Where hallowed footsteps never trod
Take your appointed post.

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.

O fear not, faint not, halt not now;
Quit you like men, be strong!
To Christ 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 hath won the field!”

We’ll stand by the Bible, God’s message to man,
Revealing His love in Redemption’s great plan;
It tells how death entered with sin and the fall,
Of life freely offered through Jesus to all.

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Stand by the Bible, walk by the Bible,
Teach by the Bible, revealing God’s plan;
Stand by the Bible, study the Bible,
Live by the Bible, God’s message to man.

No book so abounding in wonderful truth,
No guide so unerring for childhood and youth,
No counsel so needed by man in his bloom,
No comfort so sweet on the verge of the tomb.

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Through ages when faith spurned the fetters of might,
It shone like a star on the bosom of night;
Its word was the rule of the millions who bled,
Its hope was their stay when the last prayer was said.

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We’ll follow thy teachings, blest word from above,
We’ll live by thy pattern of infinite love,
Believing, obeying, and watching with prayer,
Till grace shall for Heaven our spirits prepare.

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Come with rejoicing, come with delight,
Nature in waking, glad and bright;
Hearts overflowing gather today,
Fill us with rapture, Lord we pray.

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Praise our Redeemer, tell of His love,
Praise our Redeemer, God above;
Tell of His mercy, boundless and free,
None can protect us, Lord, like Thee;
Tell of His mercy, boundless and free,
None can protect us, Lord, like Thee.

Guarded from danger, sheltered and blest,
Under His banner, calm, we rest,
Come we before Him, come with a song,
Tell how He leads us all day long.

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Oh! what a Savior, gracious to all,
Oh! how His blessings round us fall,
Gently to comfort, kindly to cheer,
Sleeping or waking, God is near.

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Still may His mercy tenderly flow,
Still may He guide us here below;
Then when our journey safely is past,
May we be gathered home at last.

O that the race of men would raise
Their voices to their heav’nly King,
And with the sacrifice of praise
The glories of Jehovah sing!
Ye navigators of the sea,
Your course on ocean’s tides who keep,
And there Jehovah’s wonders see,
His wonders in the briny deep!

He speaks; conflicting whirlwinds fly;
The waves in swelling torrents flow;
They mount, aspire to heaven on high;
They sink, as if to hell below:
Their souls with terror melt away;
They stagger as if drunk with wine
Their skill is vain, to Thee they pray;
O, save them, Energy divine!

He stays the storm; the waves subside;
Their hearts with rapture are inspired;
Soft breezes waft them o’er the tide,
In gladness, to their port desired:
O that mankind the song would raise,
Jehovah’s goodness to proclaim!
Assembled nations shout His praise,
Assembled elders bless His Name!

They that traffic on the sea,
While unceasing watch they keep,
See Jehovah’s majesty
And His wonders in the deep;
For He bids the storm-wind fly,
Lifting ocean’s waves on high.

By the billows heav’nward tossed,
Down to dreadful depths again,
Troubled much, their courage lost,
Reeling, they like drunken men
Find their skill and power o’erthrown;
None can save but God alone.

To Jehovah then they cry
In their trouble, and He saves,
Drives the darkness from the sky,
Calms the storm and stills the waves,
Makes their sad forebodings cease,
To their haven guides in peace.

Sons of men, awake to praise
God the Lord Who reigns above,
Gracious in His works and ways,
Wondrous in redeeming love;
Praise Him where the people meet,
Praise Him in the elder’s seat.

My soul in sad exile was out on life’s sea,
So burdened with sin and distressed,
Till I heard a sweet voice, saying,
“Make Me your choice”;
And I entered the “Haven of Rest”!

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I’ve anchored my soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
I’ll sail the wide seas no more;
The tempest may sweep over wild, stormy, deep,
In Jesus I’m safe evermore.

I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
In faith taking hold of the Word,
My fetters fell off, and I anchored my soul;
The “Haven of Rest” is my Lord.

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The song of my soul, since the Lord made me whole,
Has been the old story so blest,
Of Jesus, who’ll save whosoever will have
A home in the “Haven of Rest.”

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How precious the thought that we all may recline,
Like John, the belovèd so blest,
On Jesus’ strong arm, where no tempest can harm,
Secure in the “Haven of Rest.”

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O come to the Savior, He patiently waits
To save by His power divine;
Come, anchor your soul in the “Haven of Rest,”
And say, “My Belovèd is mine.”

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I know not if or dark or bright
Shall be my lot;
If that wherein my hopes delight
Be best or not.

It may be mine to drag for years
Toil’s heavy chain,
Or day and night my meat be tears
On bed of pain.

Dear faces may surround my health
With smiles and glee,
Or I may dwell alone, and mirth
Be strange to me.

My bark is wafted to the strand
By breath divine,
And on its helm there rests a hand
Other than mine.

One who was known in storms to sail
I have on board;
Above the roaring of the gale
I hear my Lord.

Safe to the land! safe to the land!
The end is this,
And then with Him go hand in hand,
Far into bliss.

I’m on life’s ocean, homeward bound,
My Pilot is Jesus;
Where many mansions will be found,
My Pilot is Jesus.

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My Pilot is Jesus,
My Pilot is Jesus;
Oh, what care I though waves are high;
My Pilot is Jesus.

The old ship Zion is my boat,
My Pilot is Jesus;
In every storm she’ll safely float,
My Pilot is Jesus.

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No hiding rock or treacherous shoal,
My Pilot is Jesus.
Can wreck me ere I reach my goal,
My Pilot is Jesus.

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He calms the raging winds at will,
My Pilot is Jesus;
He speaks, and lashing waves are still,
My Pilot is Jesus.

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One by one we’re passing over,
One by one we cross the tide;
Soon we’ll reach the peaceful harbor,
Rest at last on Canaan’s side.

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Rest at last, when earth is past,
Rest at last on Canaan’s shore;
Rest at last, when earth is past,
With our loved ones gone before.

There in that bright land of beauty,
With the loved ones gone before,
We will meet in blest reunion,
Meet again to part no more.

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Then dispel! thou darkening shadow!
Shine upon us, light above!
Take away the sting of parting,
Bring us soon to those we love.

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But if we must wait and suffer,
Ease the hurt, and soothe the pain;
Make us know that in the daybreak
We shall see our loved again.

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Adrift on the waters, so dark and so cold,
Afar from the beautiful city of gold,
A vessel is sinking, for heavy the gale,
The cable is broken, and tattered each sail.

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Poor child of the wreck, see the lifeboat is near,
A sweet voice is heard, for the Master is here;
He walks every billow, controls every wave,
’Tis Jesus, King Jesus, “the mighty to save.”

Oh, I was the sinner alone on the sea,
But love’s blessèd signal were floating for me;
Though thunders were rolling, and billows at strife,
Lo, Jesus was calling, “escape for thy life.”

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I stepped in the life boat, provided for me,
And Jesus my Pilot, my Captain to be;
His bosom my refuge, my “haven of rest.”
I’m rescued from shipwreck, so happy and blest.

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Life’s turbulent surges are kissed into peace,
The beacons are shining, and songs never cease;
Fair moonbeams, bright sunshine, illumine the tide,
While onward to glory we’ll joyfully glide.

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As near the wished for port we draw
We lift our hearts in praise to Thee,
Almighty Father, loving Lord,
Our Pilot on the troubled sea.

By Thy good care in peace we come,
From fire and foe securely kept,
And after tempest, at Thy word,
The waves have laid them down and slept.

As Thou hast giv’n us outward calm,
So, Lord, within us may there be
A peace divine, a peace in Him,
Through Whom alone we live to Thee.

Give us more light, direct our course,
Cleanse us from guile, our hearts renew;
Let not dark clouds of sin shut out
The star of Jesus from our view.

And then, our long life voyage o’er,
And past the perils of the sea,
Receive us on the blissful shore,
To everlasting rest with Thee.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God Whom Heav’n and earth adore,
Be glory as it was of old,
Is now, and shall be evermore.

Springs and streams no longer bless
All the dry and thirsty land;
Fertile fields in verdant dress
God converts to desert sand;
For that they who dwell therein
Turn to wickedness and sin.

Once again the waters well,
All the desert blossoms fair;
There He makes the hungry dwell,
There a city they prepare,
Plant their vines and sow their fields,
And the earth her increase yields.

Now He blesses them indeed,
They are greatly multiplied;
On the hills their cattle feed,
Fast increasing, spreading wide;
Then again they are brought low
Through oppression, grief, and woe.

His contempt the princes taste:
Driven out, they helpless fly,
Wandering in the trackless waste;
But He lifts the needy high,
Where no evil shall annoy,
And with children gives him joy.

When His righteous judgments come,
Strong to bless and to destroy,
All iniquity is dumb,
All the righteous sing for joy;
Who Jehovah wisely heed,
In His works His mercy read.