[**Verse 1**]
The time has come, The gates will open wide. The heavens proclaim His coming.
On a white horse, He comes with all His army. The mighty King is ready.
Marching through the skies, The trumpet starts to sound. No power of darkness Can ever hold You down.
[**Chorus**]
Lift up your heads, O ancient gates! Lift up your heads on high! The King of Glory is coming in.
O Bride, arise! Prepare your lamps to shine. The sound of the trumpet Will ring through the sky.
Lift up your heads, O ancient gates! Lift up your heads on high! The King of Glory is coming in.
O Bride, arise! Prepare your lamps to shine. The sound of the trumpet Will ring through the sky.
[**Verse 2**]
The heavenly kingdoms Cry out with expectation: "Prepare, O earth, The King is coming in!"
Though battles are raging, All eyes are fixed on Him. The great day has arrived; Come, let us worship Him!
[**Chorus**]
Lift up your heads, O ancient gates! Lift up your heads on high! The King of Glory is coming in.
O Bride, arise! Prepare your lamps to shine. The sound of the trumpet Will ring through the sky.
Lift up your heads, O ancient gates! Lift up your heads on high! The King of Glory is coming in.
O Bride, arise! Prepare your lamps to shine. The sound of the trumpet Will ring through the sky.