| Text: | The Gates of Zion |
1 Open now thy gates of beauty,
Zion, let me enter there;
Where my soul in joyful duty
Waits for him who answers prayer:
Oh, how blessèd is this place,
Filled with solace, light, and grace.
2 Yes, my God, I come before thee,
Come thou also down to me;
Where we find thee and adore thee,
There a heaven on earth must be.
To my heart, oh, enter thou,
Let it be thy temple now.
3 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 pole-star through my life,
As my comfort in my strife.
4 Speak, O God, and I will hear thee,
Let thy will be done indeed;
May I undisturbed draw near thee
Whilst thou dost thy people feed.
Here of life the fountain flows,
Here is balm for all our woes.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Open now thy gates of beauty |
| Title: | The Gates of Zion |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1884 |
| Topic: | Longing: For God; Opening of Service |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |