Scripture Verse

Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in Mine house, and prove Me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of Heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it. Malachi 3:10


Words & Mu­sic: Ro­bert G. Sta­ples, in Win­dows of Hea­ven, by H. M. Whar­ton (Bal­ti­more, Ma­ry­land: Na­tion­al Ev­an­ge­li­za­tion So­cie­ty, 1895), num­ber 1 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Robert G. Staples (1833–1891)


Open the win­dows of Hea­ven,
Send show­ers of bless­ing just now;
Look on us, Lord, in Thy mer­cy,
While hum­bly be­fore Thee we bow.


Showers of bless­ing,
Fresh show­ers of bless­ing we need;
Showers of bless­ing,
For show­ers of bless­ing we plead.

Open the win­dows of Hea­ven,
Look ten­der­ly on us in love
Coming in heart­felt con­tri­tion,
We pray Thee our sins hence re­move.


Trusting, we’ll try Thee, and prove Thee;
All ef­fort with­out Thee is vain;
Earth’s great­est plea­sures are fleet­ing,
Their loss is our in­fi­nite gain.


Open the win­dows of Hea­ven,
And bless us for Thy dear Son’s sake;
His blood shed for our re­demp­tion,
Our plea, on­ly plea we now make.