1 Open now the gates of beauty,
Zion, let us enter there,
Where we may in joyful duty
Waits for him who answers prayer:
O how blessed is this place,
Filled with solace, light, and grace!

2 Here, O God, we come before you,
To this company come down;
Where we find you and adore you,
There with joy our lives you crown:
In our hearts to you we bow,
Let them be your temple now.

3 Speak, O Lord, and we will hear you,
Let your will be done indeed.
May we undisturbed draw near you
While your people you do feed.
Here of life the fountain flows,
Here is balm for all our woes.

Amen.