There is a gate in waiting Jerusalem is churning On Olive Mount, I stood one day Looking o'er this glorious Gate One scene took place in ages past The first scene was triumphant Many miracles of greatness His disciples were elated So long ago the prophet told Yet thousands upon thousands "Save us Son of David" Oh! What price our God did pay And so the only Son of God Then the scene did fade away On Olive Mount I stood again Ezekiel long ago had said Around the city armies stood Yet the Golden Gate still quietly stood And then I saw the Lord of Lords He came and stood on Olive Mount Upon a white and valiant steed They looked on Him And all the while the numbers grew They sang "Hosanna to the Son of David" The Gate in waiting trembled Oh! What sweetness in that Day Are you yearning for that day Call upon His name! ~ Terry Gibson
In the City of the King
It waits above the valley
And adorns a tranquil scene
On the north, south and west
Yet the Eastern Gate waits quietly
Above multitudes at rest
And viewed this Golden Gate
Amid singing saints and setting sun
In the spirit was my state
From atop that blessed mount
Two scenes of great events
I saw, and I now recount
The other is soon to be
In both there was the Son of God
And this Gate of Destiny
They hailed Him as a King
There were thousands in the valley
And "Hosannas" loud did ring
Had He done before their eyes
Giving sight to the blind
Calling forth the dead to rise
As they joined this happy throng
But little did they know
That their hopes would soon be gone
That lowly, He would come
Riding on a donkey's colt
Unbefitting the Righteous One
Stood in the valley on that day
And up the path to the eastern Gate
With palm branches did array
The multitude did cry
When suddenly, the crowd did change —
And they shouted "Crucify!"
While sinners yet were we
The mocking ones — The crown of thorns
Pierced hands — what agony!
Was hung upon a cross
He'd come to earth in Godly love
To save those who were lost
And another took its place
For Jesus had said He would return
To redeem mankind's disgrace
I viewed the Eastern Gate
Yet it was closed, sealed with stone
Awaiting a King to coronate
The Gate would thus be so
Until the Prince returned to earth
Then all the world would know
From nations of the world
And smoke and fire were everywhere
The armaments were hurled!
While looking upward it seemed
Suddenly the trump did sound
It was the coming of the King!
Descending from on high
With multitudes of Heavenly Hosts
Behind Him in the sky
And then the earth did shake
He spoke and all the armies fell
And the evil power did break
Down Olive Mount did ride
Through Kidron Valley up to the Gate
While the Jewish remnant cried
whom they had pierced
And grieved as for a son
So bitterly they wept in shame
Yet with grace He did respond
Of Angels and the Saints
Millions upon millions
Joined Him in the ranks
"Hosanna to the King"
Throughout all heaven and the earth
The loud Hosannas ring
And the stones then blew apart
As the Holy One did enter
His eternal reign to start
The redeemed of God shall know
From Mount Zion in Jerusalem
The living waters flow
When the Lord of Hosts shall come?
Or do you flee in fear
Before the Holy One?
Before that coming day
Flee into His loving arms
He will wipe all the tears away.
