Fling Wide the Gates

Fling wide the gates! I hear the angels singing,
Fling wide the gates! I hear bright music ringing;
A warrior soul from this poor world is winging
Toward the glory of the golden strand.
Toil and fear, a soldier’s spear,
Left behind the grave, proved His pow’r to save;
Hear the crowned the anthem swell,
"Conqu’ror over death and hell."

Fling wide the gates! A life of warfare ended;
Fling wide the gates! A soldier brave ascended;
Life’s battle won, the cause of Christ defended,
More than conqu’ror through the pow’r of God.
With a bound at trumpet sound,
From its bond of clay, winged his soul away;
Hear the crowned the anthem swell,
"Conqu’ror over death and hell."

Fling wide the gates! Through Christ his work accomplished;
Fling wide the gates! His toils for others finished;
Laid down the sword, the cross for crown relinquished,
Hallelujahs fill the earth and sky.
Struggling hard and battle-scarred,
Makes the golden shore, greets those gone before;
Hear the crowned the anthem swell,
"Conqu’ror over death and hell."

Fling wide the gates! With hearts of glory brilliant;
Fling wide the gates! His entry made abundant:
Triumphant soul, with escort host resplendent,
Stands before the holy throne of God.
Burning brand in every land
Blazed a holy trail, heav’n and earth do hail!
Hear the crowned the anthem swell,
"Conqu’ror over death and hell."