And angels chant the solemn lay:
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates,
Ye everlasting doors, give way.
3 Loose all your bars of massy light,
And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims those mansions as his right;
Receive the King of glory in.
4 Who is the King of glory, who?
The Lord that all his foes o’ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o’erthrew;