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When the shining gates unfold

When the shining gates unfold

Author: Laura E. Newell
Tune: [When the shining gates unfold]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 When the shining gates unfold,
Who may tell the peace,
That shall fill our trusting souls,
When our trials cease?
When our King shall call us hence,
Ever to remain,
With our friends, who passed along,
To unite again.

When the shining gates unfold,
We shall meet the friends we love,
In the realms where streets are gold,
In the Father’s home above.

2 When the shining gates unfold,
Sweet the rapturous strain,
Wafted softly on the air,
In a grand refrain.
Sung by angel choir on high,
How the notes will ring,
As the golden harps resound,
While the ransomed sing. [Refrain]

3 When the shining gates unfold,
We His face shall see,
Who hath come to earth today,
Bringing liberty.
If but faithful we shall prove,
With life’s story told,
We shall welcome that glad hour,
When the gates unfold. [Refrain]

Source: The Crowning Day : For use in Sunday Schools and Gospel Meetings #66

Author: Laura E. Newell

Born: Feb­ru­a­ry 5, 1854, New Marl­bo­rough, Con­nec­ti­cut. Died: Oc­to­ber 13, 1916, Man­hat­tan, Kan­sas. Daughter of Mr. and Edward A. Pixley, but orphaned as an infant, Laura was adopted by her aunt, then Mrs. Hiram Mabie, who at the time lived in New York. In 1858, the Mabie family moved to a farm south of where Wamego, Kansas, now stands. Two years after the move, Mr. Mabie died, and his wife resumed teaching. In 1860, Mrs. Mabie accepted a position in Topeka, Kansas, where she taught many years. Under her tutelage, Laura received her education. As early as age 12, Laura was writing rhymes, and two years later her poems began to appear in local newspapers. She had no thought of a literary career; she simply wrote… Go to person page >

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First Line: When the shining gates unfold
Author: Laura E. Newell


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The Crowning Day #66

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