Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring
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Burst, ye emerald gates, and bringTo my raptured visionAll th' ecstatic joys that springRound the bright Elysian!Lo! we lift our longing eyes;Break, ye intervening skies!Sons of righteousness, arise!Ope the gates of paradise!
Chorus.
O, how good it is to be blessed,And dwell where loving Jesus is!
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Floods of everlasting lightFreely flash before him;Myriads, with supreme delight,Instantly adore him;Angels' trumps resound his fame;Lutes of lucid gold proclaimAll the music of his name,Heaven echoing the theme.
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Four and twenty elders riseFrom their princely station;Shout his glorious victories,Sing his great salvation;Cast their crowns before his throne;Cry, in reverential tone,"Glory be to God alone,Holy, holy, holy One!"