1 My soul in prison lay,
Held fast by galling chains,
Shut in from light of day,
And all the Gospel claims;
No human arm to save,
Was manifest to me;
No rescue from the grave,
No hope of liberty.

Refrain:
Jesus, the open Door,
Jesus the way to Heav’n;
Jesus now and evermore;
To Him all praise be giv’n.

2 While in this wretched state,
God’s message came to me,
It is not yet too late
To seek your liberty;
Rise up, and knock, and call,
His help at once implore;
Prostrate before Him fall:
He is the open Door. [Refrain]

3 I saw the bleeding Lamb,
The wonders of the cross,
I prayed the great I AM
To seek and save the lost;
He pardoned all my sin,
He gave me boundless store;
Yes, Jesus let me in,
The great and open Door. [Refrain]

4 Within that Door I stand
A child of God and free,
Bound for the glory land
Of immortality;
What comfort do I find,
What prospects lie before,
What promises are mine,
Pleasures forevermore. [Refrain]