O, Open Door, let fears from me fall,
May I rejoice to see this chance;
No inner or outer voices call
To keep me from your vast expanse.

What movement stirs beyond your frame —
What light! What grace! What joyous scene!
Within we’ll never be the same —
How short the simple step between!

O Glorious Door, where service grows,
Where Christ himself has washed our feet —
Oh, let me choose what Jesus chose,
Your threshold where God’s will is sweet.