English poem
CHRIST the Door. John x. 9
by Philip Doddridge (1773–1832)
Awake our Souls, and bless his Name, Whose Mercies never fail; Who opens wide a Door of Hope In Achor's gloomy Vale .
Behold the Portal wide display'd, The Buildings strong and fair; Within are Pastures fresh and green, And living Streams are there.
Enter, my Soul, with chearful Haste, For Jesus is the Door; Nor fear the Serpent's wily Arts, Nor fear the Lion's Roar.
O may thy Grace the Nations lead, And Jews and Gentiles come, All trav'ling thro' one beauteous Gate To one eternal Home.
More by Philip Doddridge
- CHRIST our Forerunner, and the Foundation of our Hope. Heb. vi. 19, 20
- CHRIST our Wisdom, Righteousness, Sanctification, and Redemption. 1 Corinth. i. 30, 31
- CHRIST sanctifying himself, that his People may be sanctified. John xvii. 19
- CHRIST seen of Angels. 1 Tim. iii. 16
- CHRIST the First and the Last, humbled Death, and exalted to an eternal Triumph over it. Revelation i…
- CHRIST the Head of the Church. Eph. iv. 15, 16
- CHRIST the Root and Offspring of David, and the Morning-Star. Rev. xxii -16
- CHRIST the Steward of GOD'S Family. Isaiah xxii. 22-24. compared with Revel. iii. 7