Open up the gates of Eden,
Bride of the promise, nothing that she lacks,
No angel guards the gates of Eden,
No sword on fire to turn her back.
She's getting out of Babylon,
The bully boys that did her wrong say that she'll be back before too long,
But they will tremble after she's gone.
Open up the gates of Eden,
Bride of the promise, nothing that she lacks,
No angel guards the gates of Eden,
No sword on fire to turn her back.
Dust of her feet on everything,
And fallen angels, though curses bring, they shall not see her kind again 'til, dressed in glory, she does descend.
So, open up the gates of Eden,
Bride of the promise, nothing that she lacks,
No angel guards the gates of Eden,
No sword on fire to turn her back.
Child of promise, child of faith,
Your treasure's found in that eternal place out there beyond the gates of Eden.
So, open up the gates of Eden,
Bride of the promise, nothing that she lacks,
No angel guards the gates of Eden,
No sword on fire to tun her back,
No sword on fire to turn her back.
Open up the gates of Eden, (so, open up the gates of Eden)
Open up the gates of Eden, (so, open up the gates of Eden)
Open up the gates of Eden. (so, open up the gates of Eden)
