THE golden gates are lifted up,
   The doors are opened wide;
The King of glory is gone up
    Unto His Father’s side.
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.
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.
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:
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.
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1818-95