Lift up your heads

Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates;
behold, the King of glory waits;
the King of kings is drawing near;
the Savior of the world is here!


Fling wide the portals of your heart;
Make it a temple set apart
From earthly use for heaven's employ,
Adorned with prayer and love and joy.

So shall your Sov'reign enter in
And new and nobler life begin.
To God alone be praise
For word and deed and grace!

Text: Psalm 24
Writer: Georg Weissel, 1642
Translated by: Catherine Winkworth
Music: Georg Weissel
Tune: Macht hoch die Tuer