The Lord hath chastened me sore: but He hath not given me over unto death. Open to me the gates of righteousness: I will go into them, and I will praise the Lord.
Psalm 118:18–19
Words: Philip Doddridge (1702–1751). Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (Shropshire, England: Joshua Eddowes & John Cotton, 1755), number 60: Praise for recovery from sickness.
Music: Claudius Arthur H. Mann, in The Methodist Hymnal (New York: Methodist Book Concern, 1905), number 595 (🔊 pdf nwc).
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Sovereign of life, I own Thy hand
In every chastening stroke;
And, while I smart beneath Thy rod
Thy presence I invoke.
To Thee in my distress I cried,
And Thou hast bowed Thine ear,
Thy powerful Word my life prolonged
And brought salvation near.
Unfold, ye gates of righteousness,
That, with the pious throng,
I may record my solemn vows,
And tune my grateful song.
Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand
Renews our laboring breath:
Praise to the Lord, who makes His saints
Triumphant e’en in death.
My God, in Thine appointed hour
Those heav’nly gates display,
Where pain, and sin, and fear, and death
For ever flee away.
There, while the nations of the blessed
With raptures bow around,
My anthems to delivering grace
In sweeter strains shall sound.