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!