4. Oh, Be Ye Lifted Up, Ye Gates

1. Oh, be ye lifted up, ye gates,
That here may enter He who waits
By grace and truth attended!
Who would this King of Glory see,
For all his sins must be made free,
Death’s slumber must be ended.
Oh, see!
Widely
Glory Streameth,
Radiance gleameth;
Night He endeth,
Life and light and bliss He sendeth.

2. About His throne the joy is great
Of those who here in chains did wait,
Their freedom was His giving;
For they were blind and now they see,
For they were bound and now are free,
Were dead and now are living.
Precious,
Gracious
Is the Savior,
Failing never;
Strength and healing,
To the sick is He revealing!

3. All ye who to Christ’s house belong,
Come now and in true faith be strong,
His cov’nant be your pleasure!
Look up to Him for strength to build
His Kingdom here as he hath willed,
His Word, your hope, your treasure.
Know ye,
Go ye,
Gently speaking,
Lost ones seeking,
Never swerving,
‘Tis the Savior ye are serving.

4. O Thou, who did our sorrow bear,
When shall there be enough of prayer
And praise in this world sounding?
When shall the nations, Thee, Lord, know
And to Thy holy temple go,
With grace and love abounding?
To Thee,
Humbly
All may enter;
In Thee center
Hope forever;
May we leave Thy service never!

5. Lord, here do we await Thine hour,
The time so full of love and power
When all shall reach fruition;
The desert bloom as paradise,
In bitter springs sweet waters rise
When Thy Word fills its mission.
Lord, Thou
Say’st now:
“Storm, be going!
Light be glowing!
Flee, dark sadness!
Zion, grow thou strong in gladness!”