Open the gates of righteousness for me. I will go through them ⌞and⌟ give thanks to the Lord.
Enter his gates with a song of thanksgiving. Come into his courtyards with a song of praise. Give thanks to him; praise his name.
The God who is in his holy dwelling place is the father of the fatherless and the defender of widows.
Let’s come into his presence with a song of thanksgiving. Let’s shout happily to him with psalms.
Open the gates, and let the righteous nation come in, the nation that remains faithful.
The Lord is going to rescue me, so let us play stringed instruments. We live our lives in the Lord’s temple.
Hezekiah asked, “What is the sign that I’ll go to the Lord’s temple?”
“Blessed are those who wash their robes so that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city.