Lift up your stately heads, ye doors,

With hasty reverence rise,

Ye everlasting doors that guard

The passage to the skies.

Chorus.—For see, for see

The King of glory comes,

The King of glory comes

Along the eternal road.

2 Swift from your golden hinges leap,

Your barriers roll away,

And throw your blazing portals wide,

And burst the gates of day.