Lift up your heads, you gates of brass!
You bars of iron yield!
And let the King of glory pass;
The cross is in the field.

Alelluia....Alelluia...Alelluia.... Alelluia.........
Alelluia....Alelluia...Alelluia.... Alelluia.........

You armies of the living God
Stand in your Captains might
Go where no hallowed feet have trod
Arise My warrior bride!

O fear not, faint not, halt not now;
Don't quit, like men be strong,
To Christ shall every nation bow,
And sing with you this song.

Uplifted are the gates of brass
The bars of iron yield
Behold the King of glory pass
The cross has won the field!