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.
Redeemer, come! I open wide
My heart to thee; Here, Lord, abide.
Let me thy inner presence feel;
Thy grace and love in me reveal.
