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<h2>OPEN NOW THY GATES OF BEAUTY</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Enter His gates with thanksgiving.” Psalm 100:4</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_s_c_schmolck_b.jpg" alt="Benjamin Schmolck (1672-1737)" width="116" height="150"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_c_schmolck_b.html" target="_blank">Benjamin Schmolck</a>, 1730 (<em>Thut mir auf die schöne Pforte</em>); translated from German to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_i_winkworth_c.html" target="_blank">Catherine Winkworth</a>, 1863.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Unser Herrscher,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_n_e_neander_j.html" target="_blank">Joachim Neander</a>, 1680 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_u_n_unserher.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Open now thy gates of beauty,<br>
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Zion, let me enter there,<br>
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Where my soul in joyful duty<br>
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Waits for Him Who answers prayer.<br>
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Oh, how blessèd is this place,<br>
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Filled with solace, light and grace!</p>
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<p>Lord, my God, I come before Thee,<br>
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Come Thou also unto me;<br>
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Where we find Thee and adore Thee,<br>
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There a heav’n on earth must be.<br>
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To my heart, oh, enter Thou,<br>
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Let it be Thy temple now!</p>
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<p>Here Thy praise is gladly chanted,<br>
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Here Thy seed is duly sown;<br>
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Let my soul, where it is planted,<br>
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Bring forth precious sheaves alone,<br>
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So that all I hear may be<br>
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Fruitful unto life in me.</p>
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<p>Thou my faith increase and quicken,<br>
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Let me keep Thy gift divine,<br>
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Howsoe’er temptations thicken;<br>
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May Thy Word still o’er me shine<br>
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As my guiding star through life,<br>
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As my comfort in my strife.</p>
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<p>Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee,<br>
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Let Thy will be done indeed;<br>
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May I undisturbed draw near Thee<br>
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While Thou dost Thy people feed.<br>
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Here of life the fountain flows,<br>
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Here is balm for all our woes.</p>
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