1 There is a gate stands ajar,
And thro' its portals gleaming,
A radiance from the cross afar,
The Saviour's love revealing,

Chorus:
Oh, dept of mercy! can it be,
That gate was left ajar for me?
For me, for me?
Was left ajar for me?

2 That gate ajar stands free for all
Who seek thro' it salvation;
The rich and poor, the great and small,
Of ev'ry tribe and nation. [Chorus]

3 Press onward, then, tho' foes may frown,
While mercy's gate is open;
Accept the cross and win the crown,
Love's everlasting token. [Chorus]

4 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. [Chorus]