Come into his gates with a song and a grin,
With praise on your lips and his joy deep within.
Bring thanks in your hands. Bring praise in your pack.
No grumbles or frowns—leave those all out back.
Be glad for his gifts. Be loud in your praise,
For the Lord has been good in so many ways.
He’s loving. He’s kind. He’s faithful and true.
Remember the good he has promised to do.
His love doesn’t quit. It won’t wear away.
It’s fresh every morning and strong the whole day.
It’s higher than mountains and deeper than seas.
It’s sweeter than honey and stronger than trees.
So clap with your hands and tap with your toes.
Give thanks for the gifts that that freely arose.
His goodness is greater than minds can explore,
His love and his truth will last forevermore.
