1 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high;
Behold the King of glory nigh!
Who can this King of glory be?
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he.
2 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display,
To make the Lord, the Saviour, way.
Laden with spoils from earth and hell,
To Conq'ror comes, with God to dwell.
3 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before,
He opens heav'n's eternal door,
To give his saints a blest abode,
Near their Redeemer and their God.
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #151