BARS OF IRON Lyrics

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

The powers of heaven and hell engage

For more than death or life

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 (2x)

O fear not