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.”