Coronation Hymn

Tune--Luther's Chorale              "Ein' feste burg ist unser Gott"     I     Of old our City hath renown.         Of God are her foundations,     Wherein this day a King we crown         Elate among the nations.                 Acknowledge, then, thou King--                 And you, ye people, sing--                 What deeds His arm hath wrought:                 Yea, let their tale be taught                     To endless generations.     II     So long, so far, Jehovah guides         His people's path attending,     By pastures green and water-sides         Toward His hill ascending;                 Whence they beneath the stars                 Shall view their ancient wars,                 Their perils, far removed.                 O might of mercy proved!                     O love past comprehending!     III     He was that God, for man which spake         From Sinai forth in thunder;     He was that Love, for man which brake         The dreadful grave asunder.                 Lord over every lord,                 His consecrating word                 An earthly prince awaits;                 Lift then your heads, ye gates!                     Your King comes riding under.     IV     Be ye lift up, ye deathless doors;         Let wave your banners o'er Him!     Exult, ye streets; be strewn, ye floors,         With palm, with bay, before Him!                  With transport fetch Him in,                  Ye ransom'd folk from sin--                  Your Lord, return'd to bless!                  O kneeling king, confess--                      O subject men, adore Him!