[Gate] Every day they carried him, Every day he watched them pass, At a gate called Beautiful With his body on the ground. [Verse I] He reached for coins from Peter and John, A small hope measured from dusk until dawn. "Look on us," Peter answered his plea, But no purse was opened, no silver set free. [Chorus] Silver and gold have I none, But in the name of Jesus Christ, rise up and walk. Strength to the feet that had never stood, Praise in the courts where the wounded once looked. Rise up and walk, let the whole gate see, The Prince of life has authority. [Verse II] The right hand lifted, the ankles grew strong, He entered the temple where he had waited so long. Walking and leaping, praising his God, The crowd knew the beggar and gathered in awe. [Turn] Why marvel at us as though power were ours? The God of the fathers has glorified His Servant. You denied the Holy One, asked for a killer, But God raised the Prince of life from the grave. [Bridge] Faith in His name made this witness whole, Not human virtue, not purchased control. Repent and be turned, let the old record fade, Let seasons of refreshing come from the Lord. [Final Chorus] Silver and gold were not what he received, He stood in the name of the One who still lives. Rise up and walk, let the whole gate see, The risen Christ has authority. [Coda] A man entered praising Through the gate where he once lay.