Ye gates of peace and joy untold,
Ye gates of right­eous­ness, unfold,
That I may enter in and raise
A song of thankfulness and praise.

Within Thy gates, O God of grace,
Thy saints shall find a dwelling place;
My thanks and praise to Thee I bear,
My Sav­ior, who hast heard my prayer.

What wondrous things the Lord hath wrought!
The stone the builders set at naught,
Established by no human hand,
The chiefest cornerstone doth stand.

In this the day the Lord hath made
To Him be joyful honors paid;
Let us Thy full sal­va­tion see,
O Lord, send now prosperity.

Hosanna! Praise to Him pro­claim
Who cometh in Je­ho­vah’s name!
May blessing from God’s dwelling place
Descend on us in boundless grace.