Cântăre 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."