All you that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die,
Come now and quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
Rivers of justice and mercy here
In a rich deep ocean merge
Salvation in abundance flows,
And floods of grace now surge.
The gospel gates of Grace and Peace
Now you have opened wide
Lord we would dwell forever here, In your presence to abide
You perishing and naked poor,
Who work to no good end
To weave a garment of your own
That will not hide your sin,
Come naked, and adorn your souls
In robes prepared by God,
Wov’n by the labors of his Son,
And dyed in his own blood.
The gospel gates of Grace and Peace
Now you have opened wide
Lord we would dwell forever here,In your presence to abide
Our Father has prepared a feast
A banquet for the soul
And bids your longing appetites
To taste and be made full.
Our Father has prepared a way
That we might enter in
The treasury of mercy great
More boundless than our sins.
The gospel gates of Grace and Peace
Now you have opened wide
Lord we would dwell forever here,In your presence to abide
After Isaac Watts
Isa. 55:1,2, etc.
Anthony Foster
May 31, 2018
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