|29 - The gate ajar for me|
There is a gate that stands ajar,
And through its portals gleaming
A radiance from the cross afar,
The Savior’s love revealing.
O depth of mercy! Can it be|
That gate was left ajar for me?
For me (for me)? For me (for me)?
Was left ajar for me!
That gate ajar stands free for all|
Who seek through it salvation;
The rich and poor, the great and small,
Of every tribe and nation.
Press onward, then, though foes may frown,|
While mercy’s gate is open;
Accept the cross, and win the crown,
Love’s everlasting token.
Beyond the river’s brink we’ll lay|
The cross that here is given,
And bear the crown of life away,
And love Him more in Heaven.