|Text:||Open Now Thy Gates Of Beauty|
1 Open now thy gates of beauty,
Zion, let me enter there
Where my soul in joyful duty
Waits on Him who answers prayer.
O how blessed is this place,
Filled with solace, light and grace!
2 Lord, my God, I come before Thee,
Come Thou also down to me.
Where I find Thee and adore Thee,
There a heav'n on earth must be.
With Thy grace O enter Thou,
Make my heart Thy temple now.
3 Here Thy praise is gladly chanted,
Here Thy seed is duly sown;
Let my soul, Thy blessing granted,
Precious sheaves bring forth alone.
Grant that all I hear may be
Fruitful unto life in me.
4 Thou my faith increase and quicken,
Let me keep that gift divine;
When temptations come and thicken,
Make Thy Word forever shine
As my guiding star thro' life,
As my comfort in the strife.
5 Speak, O Lord, 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.
|First Line:||Open now thy gates of beauty|
|Title:||Open Now Thy Gates Of Beauty|
|Translator:||Catherine Winkworth (1734)|
|Author:||B. Schmolk (1862)|
|Meter:||8 7 8 7 7 7|
|Topic:||Opening of Worship|