Golden Gates Are Lifted Up, The

The golden gates are lifted up,

The doors are opened wide;

The King of Glory is gone in

Unto His Father's 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 God's 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 giv'n;

That, while we wander here below,

Our treasure be in Heav'n.

That where Thou art, at God's right hand,

Our hope, our love, may be:

Dwell Thou in us, that we may dwell

Forevermore in Thee.