The winds are sweet and the
flowers are fair.
Joy is abroad in the world today;
If our door is wide, it may come
this way.
Open the door!
Open the door, let in the sun;
He hath a smile for every one;
He hath made the raindrops of
gold and gems;
He may change our tears to
diadems.
Open the door!
Open the door of the soul; let in
Strong, pure thoughts which
shall banish sin.
They will grow and bloom with
a grace divine
And their fruit shall be sweeter than that of the vine.
Open the door!
Open the door to the heart; let in
Sympathy sweet for stranger and kin;
It will make the halls of the heart so fair
That angels may enter unaware.
Open the door!
-Anonymous reprint from British Weekly taken from Carrie Judd Montgomery's periodical Triumphs of Faith 27:3 March 1907.
