James Montgomery

(4 November 1771 – 30 April 1854 / Irvine in Ayrshire)

Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Gates Of Brass; - Poem by James Montgomery

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!

A holy war his 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 footstep never trod,
Take your appointed post.

Follow the Cross; the ark of Peace
Accompany your path:
To souls imprisoned bring release
From bondage and from wrath.

Uplifted are the gates of brass;
The bars of iron yield;
Behold the King of glory pass!
The Cross has won the field!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010



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