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CORONATION

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\header { tagline = ##f title = \markup { "65" "          " "Rise, Glorious Conqueror" } subsubtitle = "(DORT. 6,6,4,6,6,4)" composer = "Lowell Mason, 1792–1872" poet = "Matthew Bridges, 1800–1894" }
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  1. Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise;
    Into thy native skies,—
    Assume thy right;
    And where in many a fold
    The clouds are back-ward rolled—
    Pass thro' those gates of gold,
    And reign in light.
  2. Victor o'er death and hell!
    Cherubic legions swell
    Thy radiant train:
    Praises all heaven inspire;
    Each angel sweeps his lyre,
    And waves his wings of fire,—
    Thou Lamb once slain!
  3. Enter, incarnate God!—
    No feet but thine have trod
    The serpent down:
    Blow the full trumpets, blow!
    Wider yon portals throw!
    Saviour triumphant go,
    And take thy crown!
  4. Lion of Judah—Hail!
    And let thy name prevail
    From age to age;
    Lord of the rolling years,
    Claim for thine own the spheres,
    For thou hast bought with tears
    Thy heritage!
    Amen.

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