⁷ Lift up your heads, you gates;^(A)
    be lifted up, you ancient doors,
    that the King^(B) of glory^(C) may come in.^(D)

⁹ Lift up your heads, you gates;
    lift them up, you ancient doors,
    that the King of glory may come in.

¹⁰ Who is he, this King of glory?
    The Lord Almighty^(A)—
    he is the King of glory.

⁶ I will drench the land with your flowing blood^(A)
    all the way to the mountains,
    and the ravines will be filled with your flesh.^(B)

²⁰ Your sun^(A) will never set again,
    and your moon will wane no more;
the Lord will be your everlasting light,
    and your days of sorrow^(B) will end.