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THE golden gates are lifted up, The doors are opened wide; The King of glory is gone up Unto His Father’s side. |
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2 | 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. |
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3 | And ever on our earthly path A gleam of glory lies; A light still breaks upon the cloud That veils Thee from our eyes. |
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4 | 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: |
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5 | 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. |
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Cecil Frances Alexander, 1818-95 |