THE golden gates are lifted up, The doors are opened wide; The King of glory is gone up Unto His Father’s side.
Thou art gone in before us, Lord, Thou hast prepared a place, That we may be where now Thou art, And look upon Thy face.
And ever on our earthly path A gleam of glory lies; A light still breaks upon the cloud That veils Thee from our eyes.
Lift up our thoughts, lift up our songs, And let Thy grace be given, That while we journey yet below, Our hearts may be in Heaven:
That where Thou art, at God’s right hand, Our hope, our love may be: Dwell in us now, that we may dwell For evermore in Thee.
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1818-95