561 ~ There Is a Gate That Stands Ajar
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There is a gate that stands ajar, And through its portals gleaming, A radiance from the cross afar, The Saviour's love revealing.
Refrain
O depth of mercy! can it be That gate was left ajar for me? For me, for me? Was left ajar for me?
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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.
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Press onward, then, though foes may frown; While mercy's gate is open Accept the cross, and win the crown, Love's everlasting token.
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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.