O blest the souls, for ever blest,

Where God as sovereign is confest;

O happy hearts, the blesséd homes

To which the King in glory comes!

2 Fling wide thy portals, O my heart!

Be thou a temple set apart;

So shall thy Sovereign enter in,

And new and nobler life begin.

3 Deliverer, come! we open wide

Our hearts to thee; here, Lord, abide!

Let all thy glorious presence feel;

Thou—King of saints! thyself reveal.