134. Lord of Glory, We Adore Thee

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by R. Holden
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Lord of glory, we adore Thee!
 
Christ of God, ascended high!
 
Heart and soul we bow before Thee,
 
Glorious now beyond the sky:
 
Thee we worship,
 
Thee we praise — 
 
Excellent in all Thy ways.
“Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory. Selah.” (Psalm 24:7-10)
“Which none of the princes of this world knew: for had they known it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory.” (1 Corinthians 2:8)
“My brethren, have not the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory, with respect of persons.” (James 2:1)
“Wherefore he saith, When he ascended up on high, he led captivity captive, and gave gifts unto men.” (Ephesians 4:8)
“Who being the brightness of his glory, and the express image of his person, and upholding all things by the word of his power, when he had by himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high.” (Hebrews 1:3)
“God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.” (John 4:24)
“By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.” (Hebrews 13:15)
“Whoso offereth praise glorifieth me: and to him that ordereth his conversation aright will I show the salvation of God.” (Psalm 50:23)
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Anointed King, with glory crownèd,
 
Rightful heir and Lord of all!
 
Once rejected, scorned, disownèd,
 
E’en by those Thou cam’st to call:
 
Thee we honor,
 
Thee adore — 
 
Glorious now and evermore.
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Lord of life! to death once subject;
 
Blesser, yet a curse once made;
 
Of Thy Father’s heart the object,
 
Yet in depths of anguish laid:
 
Thee we gaze on,
 
Thee recall — 
 
Bearing here our sorrows all.
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Royal robes shall soon invest Thee,
 
Royal splendors crown Thy brow;
 
Christ of God, our souls confess Thee
 
King and Sovereign even now!
 
Thee we reverence,
 
Thee obey — 
 
Own Thee Lord and Christ alway.
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