1
Open now thy gates of
beauty,
Zion, let me enter there,
Where my soul in joyful
duty
Waits for God Who answers
prayer.
Oh, how blessed is this
place,
Filled with solace, light,
and grace!
2
Gracious God, I come before
Thee,
Come Thou also unto me;
Where we find Thee and
adore Thee,
There a heav'n on earth
must be.
To my heart, oh, enter
Thou,
Let it be Thy temple now!
3
Here Thy praise is gladly
chanted,
Here Thy seed is duly sown;
Let my soul, where it is
planted,
Bring forth precious
sheaves alone,
So that all I hear may be
Fruitful unto life in me.
4
Thou my faith increase and
quicken,
Let me keep Thy gift
divine,
Howsoe'er temptations
thicken;
May Thy Word still o'er me
shine
As my guiding star through
life,
As my comfort in my strife.
5
Speak, O God, and I will
hear Thee,
Let Thy will be done
indeed;
May I undisturbed draw near
Thee
While Thou dost Thy people
feed.
Here of life the fountain
flows;
Here is balm for all our
woes.
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