Open up the Gates of Eden, Bride of the promise, Nothing 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 Dust of her feet on everything, And fallen angels, though curses bring They shall not see her kind again 'till dressed in glory she does descend Child of promise, child of faith. Her treasures found in an eternal place Out there beyond the gates of Eden