Keeper of the Door Songtext
von Twila Paris

I dreamed I saw my name in lights
And spoke your word for all to hear.
I dreamed my name was recognized-
By people far;
By people near.
But I have come to understand;
Like David long ago,
That humble service in your house
Is still the greatest dream a heart can know.


Chorus:
Oh - let me be a servant
A keeper of the door.
My heart is only longing
To see forevermore
The glory of your presence;
The dwelling of the Lord.
Oh - let me be a servant
A keeper of the door.

The one who was no less than God
To calm the flesh of lowly men
And came to wash the feet of clay
Because it was his holy plan.
And I no greater than my king
Would ever seek a place
Of humble service in your house
To gaze into the light that is your face.

Chorus