The Golden Gates Are Lifted Up

The golden gates are lifted up, The doors are opened wide; The King of Glory is gone in Unto His Fathers side.

Thou art gone up before us, Lord, To make for us a place, That we may be where now Thou art, And look upon Gods face.

And ever on our earthly path A gleam of glory lies, A light still breaks behind the cloud That veiled Thee from our eyes.

Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds: Let Thy dear grace be givn; That, while we wander here below, Our treasure be in Heavn.

That where Thou art, at Gods right hand, Our hope, our love, may be: Dwell Thou in us, that we may dwell Forevermore in Thee.