Through ever-open gates they press,
A new and living way they tread,
So gain they the true ’House of Bread,’
A garden for a wilderness.
A flight it seems to us; to them
It is a going forth to win
The world from Satan and from sin,
And build the New Jerusalem.
Lord Christ! for every seeking soul
Thou art Thyself the Door, the Way;
All, all shall find one coming day
Thy Heart their everlasting goal!
Loch Leven: 1884.