Unfold, unfold, unfold, ye portals everlasting!
With welcome to receive Him ascending on high.
Behold the King of Glory!
He mounts up through the sky,
Back to the heav’nly mansions hasting,
Unfold, unfold, unfold, for lo, the King comes nigh.
But who is He, the King of Glory?
He who death overcame, the Lord in battle mighty.
But who is He, the King of Glory?
Of hosts He is the Lord, of angels and of powers:
The King of Glory is the King of the saints.
Unfold, unfold, unfold, ye portals everlasting,
With welcome to receive Him ascending on high.
Behold the King of Glory! He mounts up through the sky,
Back to the heav’nly mansions hasting.
Unfold, unfold, unfold, for lo the King comes nigh.