Verse 1
Holy, and true, who hast the key,
Of David, full of grace and power,
None opens what is shut by thee,
And none can shut thy[1] open door.

Verse 2
O help thy little church below,
Noted for their fraternal love,
Accept us in thyself, and know
Our souls, and all our works approve.

Verse 3
Open a door to preach thy word,
Which neither earth or hell can close;
Let all proclaim the common Lord,
Who died to save a world of foes.

Verse 4
A little strength thou seest we have,
We trust that thou art still the same,
Save, Jesu, to the utmost save
Thy people, who confess thy name.

Verse 5
We dare not give our God the lie,
Saviour from sin, we thee receive,
Though Satan’s synagogue deny,
We here a sinless life shall live.

Verse 6
Who falsely call themselves thine own,
Shall then indignantly submit,
Thy mighty hand shall cast them down,
And make them bow before our feet.

Verse 7
Then all the advocates for sin,
The carnal self-elect shall know,
Thy blood hath made us throughly clean,
And wash’d from all our sins below.

Verse 8
Thy cleansing blood by faith applied,
Gave us a love that cast out fear,
And lo! With all the sanctified
We plead for a perfection here!

Verse 9
But let us to the end endure,
Nor ever let thy promise go,
Till all our hearts and lives are pure,
And every soul is white as snow.

Verse 10
Let us thy word of patience keep,
Nor from the gospel-hope remove,
But sow in confidence, to reap
The harvest of thy perfect love.

Verse 11
So shall thy grace our souls preserve
From sore temptation’s fiery hour,
When all who plead for sin shall swerve,
And fall, perhaps to rise no more.

Verse 12
We know thou wilt not long delay,
Let no seducer cast us down,
Or tear our confidence away,
Or spoil us of the promis’d crown.

Verse 13
That crown the conqueror here receives,
Who the good fight of faith hath won,
While without fear, or sin he lives,
He lives to God, and God alone.

Verse 14
Establish’d by almighty hands
He shews forth all thy grace and power,
In God’s eternal temple stands
A pillar, and goes out no more.

Verse 15
The name and city of thy God
Thou didst to him on earth impart,
And shed’st thy perfect love abroad,
And wrote thy nature on his heart.

Verse 16
Thy Father here thou didst reveal,
To him thou here thyself hast given,
And mark’d him with the Spirit’s seal,
A citizen and heir of heaven.

Verse 17
This is our glorious calling’s prize,
Saviour, at this our wishes aim,
Restore us to our paradise,
Inscribe us, Lord, with thy new name.

Verse 18
To all whom thou hast given an ear,
The perfect grace make haste to give,
And sanctify us wholly here,
And to thy heaven of heavens receive.

[1] Wesley changed “thy” to “thine” in 1745 but returned to “thy” in following editions.