O for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame,
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!

Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul refreshing view
Of Jesus and His Word?

What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.

Return, O holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest!
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn
And drove Thee from my breast.

The dearest idol I have known,
Whate’er that idol be
Help me to tear it from Thy throne,
And worship only Thee.

So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

Farewell I gladly bid thee,
False, evil world, farewell.
Thy life is vain and sinful,
With thee I would not dwell.
I long to be in Heaven,
In that untroubled sphere
Where they will be rewarded
Who served their God while here.

By Thy good counsel lead me,
O Son of God, my Stay;
In each perplexing trial
Help me, O Lord, I pray.
Mine hour of sorrow shorten,
Support my fainting heart,
From every cross deliver,
The crown of life impart.

When darkness round me gathers,
Thy Name and cross, still bright,
Deep in my heart are sparkling
Like stars in blackest night.
O heart, this image cherish:
The Christ on Calvary,
How patiently He suffered
And shed His blood for me!

Lord, hide my soul securely,
Deep in Thy wounded side;
From every danger shield me
And to Thy glory guide.
He has been truly blessèd
Who reaches Heav’n above;
He has found perfect healing
Who rests upon Thy love.

Lord, write my name, I pray Thee,
Now in the Book of Life
And with all true believers
Take me where joys are rife.
There let me bloom and flourish,
Thy perfect freedom prove,
And tell, as I adore Thee,
How faithful was Thy love.

Today Thy mercy calls me to wash away my sin;
However great my trespass, whate’er I may have been;
However long from mercy I may have turned away,
Thy blood, O Christ, can cleanse me, and make me white today.

Today Thy gate is open, and all who enter in
Shall find a Father’s welcome, and pardon for their sin;
The past shall be forgotten, a present joy be given;
A future grace be promised, a glorious crown in Heav’n.

Today the Father calls me, the Holy Spirit waits,
The blessèd angels gather around the heav’nly gates;
No question will be asked me, how often I have come;
Although I oft have wandered, it is my Father’s home.

O all embracing mercy, thou ever open door,
What shall I do without thee when heart and eyes run o’er?
When all things seem against me, to drive me to despair,
I know one gate is open, one ear will hear my prayer.

Hour by hour we trust in Jesus,
Hour by hour for strength we pray;
Hour by hour the sands are dropping
From the glass of time away.

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We are going home where the pure and blest
In perfect peace with Jesus free from care shall rest;
Then let us go on with a happy, happy song,
Then let us go on with a happy, happy song;
O soon we’ll rest on yonder shore,
Rest forevermore.

Hour by hour we hear a warning
From the spirit-voice within;
Hour by hour we meet the tempter,
Hour by hour we fall or win.

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Hour by hour we journey onward,
Hour by hour we stem the tide;
Hour by hour we miss the dear ones,
Anchored on the other side.

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Hour by hour the heart grows fainter,
Hour by hour the sunlight dies;
Hour by hour we near the portals
Of our home beyond the skies.

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In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me,
Lest by base denial I depart from Thee.
When Thou seest me waver, with a look recall,
Nor for fear or favor suffer me to fall.

With forbidden pleasures would this vain world charm,
Or its sordid treasures spread to work me harm,
Bring to my remembrance sad Gethsemane,
Or, in darker semblance, cross-crowned Calvary.

Should Thy mercy send me sorrow, toil and woe,
Or should pain attend me on my path below,
Grant that I may never fail Thy hand to see;
Grant that I may ever cast my care on Thee.

When my last hour cometh, fraught with strife and pain,
When my dust returneth to the dust again,
On Thy truth relying, through that mortal strife,
Jesus, take me, dying, to eternal life.

Jesus is coming! go, herald the tidings
Far over the land and the sea;
Jesus is coming to gather the ransomed,
Redeemed by His death on the tree.
Angels attending, the heavens descending—
All language our joy will transcend,
When we shall see Him, the King in His beauty,
Our Bridegroom, Redeemer, and Friend.

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Jesus is coming, our Savior and Lover divine;
Soon in His glory the ransomed of ages will shine;
Ages on ages we’ll reign with our King on His throne;
Wonderful story! We’ll share in His glory,
Redeemed by His mercy divine.

Lift up your heads and rejoice, O ye righteous,
Your perfect redemption is nigh;
Swiftly the darkness of midnight approaches,
“He cometh” shall sound from the sky.
Long has the battle been waged against evil
By suffering saints here below.
Jesus is coming to banish our sorrow,
And lead us where tears never flow.

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Come, dear Lord Jesus, Thy promise fulfilling;
“Come quickly!” our souls cry to Thee:
Long has the world been enthralled by the tempter,
The curse is on land and on sea.
Yet Thou shalt triumph, the nations subduing,
The truth of the Word cannot fail;
God’s wondrous glory, like ocean’s deep billows,
To earth’s farthest bounds shall prevail.

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He cometh, Father, as He came of old
’Neath earthly veil concealed from mortal sight,
Though now we hear no angel harps of gold,
Nor see the glory of the heavenly light:
Look Thou in love, as on that wondrous birth
On this, His goodwill gift of peace to earth.

Thou comest, Lord, and as in Bethlehem’s stall
Our gifts and greetings here we offer Thee.
Here spread a veil, then low adoring fall,
Where as in Mary’s arms by faith we see
God’s highest glory, graciously enshrined
In this Thy gift of peace to all mankind.

He cometh! Spirit blest, Thy truth impart,
Brooding in love upon the bread and wine,
Make them, we pray, make very faithful heart,
Like Mary’s, meet to hold the Guest divine,
God’s highest glory veiled from mortal ken
In this, His promised gift of peace to men.

He cometh, Father, here to seek His own,
Thy Word made flesh—He deigns ’mid us to dwell
Thou comest, Lord, from Thine eternal throne
By Thy sweet Spirit’s power, Emmanuel,
And round Thy feet, we hymn Thy glory still
With angel songs of peace and great good-will.

“Let someone else!” you often say,
When asked to serve the Lord;
And “someone else,” when life is o’er,
Will reap a rich reward.
Oh, someone else is doing the work
That you for God should do;
And someone else will be wearing the crown
That God had meant for you.

“Let someone else speak forth the word
To save a soul from sin”;
That “someone else,” when Jesus comes,
A crown of life will win.
Oh, someone else is doing the work
That you for God should do;
And someone else will be wearing the crown
That God had meant for you.

“Let someone else go forth,” you say,
To lands beyond the seas;
While you remain at home and take
Your comfort and your ease.
Oh, someone else is doing the work
That you for God should do;
And someone else will be wearing the crown
That God had meant for you.

Oh, never let your lips again
Those thoughtless words repeat;
But pray that grace to you be giv’n
To serve at Jesus’ feet.
Then no one else will do the work
That you for God should do;
And no one else will be wearing the crown
That God has kept for you.

Onward! upward! Christian soldier,
Turn not back nor sheath thy sword,
Let its blade be sharp for conquest,
In the battle for the Lord.
From the great white throne eternal,
God Himself is looking down;
He it is Who now commands thee,
Take the cross and win the crown.
He it is Who now commands thee,
Take the cross and win the crown.

Onward! upward! doing, daring,
All for Him Who died for thee;
Face the foe and meet with boldness
Danger whatsoe’er it be.
From the battlements of glory,
Holy ones are looking down,
Thou canst almost hear them shouting:
“On! let no one take thy crown.”
Thou canst almost hear them shouting:
“On! let no one take thy crown.”

Onward! till thy course is finished,
Like the ransomed ones before;
Keep the faith thro’ persecution,
Never give the battle o’er.
Onward! upward! till victorious,
Thou shalt lay thy armor down,
And thy loving Savior bids thee
At His hand receive thy crown.
And thy loving Savior bids thee
At His hand receive thy crown.

King of the City Splendid,
Eternal in the height,
May all our country’s cities
Grow holy in Thy sight;
Cleansed from the deeds of darkness—
Cities of light.

Teach love to gladden children
That know not childhood’s mirth,
Wronged of their rights—no beauty
In their scant reach of earth;
To hope’s large sunshine give them
A second birth.

Give joy to all the joyless,
Song’s voice to sorrows dumb,
May light invade with blessing
Each dark and deathly slum;
Into earth’s realms of horror
Thy Kingdom come!

Soon may our country’s cities
Thy robe of glory wear;
Each place of toil a temple,
Each house a home of prayer;
Each city’s name of beauty—
The Lord is there!

O what their joy and their glory must be,
Those endless Sabbaths the blessèd ones see;
Crown for the valiant, to weary ones, rest;
God shall be all, and in all ever blessed.

What are the Monarch, His court, and His throne?
What are the peace and the joy that they own?
O that the blessed ones, who in it have share,
All that they feel could as fully declare!

Truly, “Jerusalem” name we that shore,
City of peace that brings joy evermore;
Wish and fulfillment are not severed there,
Nor do things prayed for come short of the prayer.

There, where no troubles distraction can bring,
We the sweet anthems of Zion shall sing;
While for Thy grace, Lord, their voices of praise
Thy blessèd people eternally raise.

There dawns no Sabbath, no Sabbath is o’er,
Those Sabbath keepers have one evermore;
One and unending is that triumph song
Which to the angels and us shall belong.

Now, in the meanwhile, with hearts raised on high,
We for that country must yearn and must sigh;
Seeking Jerusalem, dear native land,
Through our long exile on Babylon’s strand.

Low before Him with our praises we fall,
Of Whom, and in Whom, and through Whom are all;
Of Whom, the Father; and in Whom, the Son,
Through Whom, the Spirit, with Them ever One.

Behold, a Stranger at the door!
He gently knocks, has knocked before,
Has waited long, is waiting still:
You treat no other friend so ill.

O lovely attitude! He stands
With melting heart and laden hands;
O matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to His foes.

But will He prove a Friend indeed?
He will; the very Friend you need;
The Friend of sinners—yes, ’tis He,
With garments dyed on Calvary.

Rise, touched with gratitude divine;
Turn out His enemy and thine,
That soul destroying monster, sin,
And let the heavenly Stranger in.

Admit Him, for the human breast
Ne’er entertained so kind a Guest;
No mortal tongue their joys can tell
With whom He condescends to dwell.

Sovereign of souls, Thou Prince of Peace,
O may Thy gentle reign increase:
Throw wide the door, each willing mind;
And be His empire all mankind.

Behold Me standing at the door,
And hear Me pleading evermore,
With gentle voice: oh, heart of sin,
May I come in? May I come in?

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Behold Me standing at the door,
And hear Me pleading evermore:
Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin,
May I come in? May I come in?

I bore the cruel thorns for thee,
I waited long and patiently;
Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin,
May I come in? May I come in?

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I would not plead with thee in vain;
Remember all My grief and pain;
I died to ransom thee from sin:
May I come in? May I come in?

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I bring thee joy from Heav’n above,
I bring thee pardon, peace, and love:
Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin,
May I come in? May I come in?

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Come in, come in, O blessèd One;
My heart is all Thine own;
Here make Thy constant dwelling place,
Thy temple and Thy throne.

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Hallelujah, hallelujah,
For the grace that makes me free;
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Lord, to Thee.

Come in, come in, O blessèd One;
Thou King of kings divine;
My life, my will, my ev’ry pow’r,
Without reserve are Thine.

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Come in, come in, O blessèd One;
Whose Name the angels praise,
While mortal tongues in humbler strains,
Their grateful tribute raise.

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Come in, O Sun of righteousness,
And Source of endless day,
Thou Lamb of God, whose cleansing blood
Has washed my sins away.

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Come in, O come! the door stands open now;
I knew Thy voice, Lord Jesus, it was Thou;
The sun has set long since, the storms begin;
’Tis time for Thee, my Savior, O come in!

Alas, ill ordered shows the dreary room;
The household stuff lies heaped amidst the gloom,
The table empty stands, the couch undressed;
Ah, what a welcome for th’Eternal Guest!

Yet welcome, and tonight this doleful scene
Is e’en itself my cause to hail Thee in;
This dark confusion e’en at once demands
Thine own bright presence, Lord, and ord’ring hands.

I seek no more to alter things, or mend,
Before the coming of so great a Friend;
All were at best unseemly, and ’twere ill
Beyond all else to keep Thee waiting still.

Come, not to find, but make this troubled heart
A dwelling worthy of Thee as Thou art;
To chase the gloom, the terror, and the sin:
Come, all Thyself, yea come, Lord Jesus, in!

Come, let us, who in Christ believe,
Our common Savior praise,
To Him with joyful voices give
The glory of His grace.

He now stands knocking at the door
Of every sinner’s heart;
The worst need keep Him out no more,
Or force Him to depart.

Through grace we hearken to Thy voice,
Yield to be saved from sin;
In sure and certain hope rejoice,
That Thou wilt enter in.

Come quickly in, Thou heavenly Guest,
Nor ever hence remove;
But sup with us, and let the feast
Be everlasting love.

Father, Thou art calling, calling to us plainly;
To the spirit comes Thy loving message evermore;
Holy One, uplift us, nor forever vainly
Stand calling us and waiting at the door.

In the whirling tempest and the storm Thou livest,
In the rain, and in the sweetness of the afterglow;
Summer’s golden bounty, winter’s snow, Thou givest,
And blooming meadows where sweet waters flow.

Clearer still and dearer is Thy voice appealing,
Deep within the spirit’s secret being speaking low:
Enter, O our Father! truth and life revealing;
From every evil free us as we go.

In Thee living, moving, unto Thee uprearing
All the hope and joyfulness and trust that fill the soul,
Father, we adore Thee, asking naught nor fearing;
We cannot wander from Thy dear control.

God calling yet; shall I not hear?
Earth’s pleasures shall I still hold dear?
Shall life’s swift passing years all fly,
And still my soul in slumber lie?

God calling yet; shall I not rise?
Can I His loving voice despise,
And basely His kind care repay?
He calls me still—can I delay?

God calling yet, and shall He knock,
And I my heart the closer lock?
He still is waiting to receive,
And shall I dare His Spirit grieve?

Ah, yield Him all; in Him confide;
Where but with Him doth peace abide?
Break loose, let earthly bonds be riven,
And let the spirit rise to heaven.

God calling yet; and shall I give
No heed, but still in bondage live?
I wait, but He does not forsake;
He calls me still—my heart, awake!

God calling yet; I cannot stay;
My heart I yield without delay;
Vain world, farewell! from thee I part;
The voice of God hath reached my heart.

Have you any room for Jesus,
He who bore your load of sin?
As He knocks and asks admission,
Sinners, will you let Him in?

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Room for Jesus, King of Glory!
Hasten now His Word obey;
Swing the heart’s door widely open,
Bid Him enter while you may.

Room for pleasure, room for business,
But for Christ the Crucified,
Not a place that He can enter,
In the heart for which He died?

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Have you any room for Jesus,
As in grace He calls again?
O today is time accepted,
Tomorrow you may call in vain.

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Room and time now give to Jesus,
Soon will pass God’s day of grace;
Soon thy heart left cold and silent,
And thy Savior’s pleading cease.

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If any man now will hear the voice
Of Christ, and say,
“Dear Savior, come in and dwell with me,
Come in, I pray.”

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Peace and pardon He will give;
O the joy thy heart will know;
He will cleanse and keep it ever
Whiter than the snow.

If any man now will hear His voice,
And open the door,
Then Jesus will come and sup with him,
As ne’er before.

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If any man now will hear His voice,
And do His will,
If any man now the world forsake,
And trust Him still:

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Knocking, knocking, who is there?
Waiting, waiting, oh, how fair!
’Tis a Pilgrim, strange and kingly,
Never such was seen before,
Ah, my soul, for such a wonder,
Wilt thou not undo the door?

Knocking, knocking! still He’s there:
Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair!
But the door is hard to open
For the weeds and ivy vine,
With their dark and clinging tendrils,
Ever round the hinges twine.

Knocking, knocking—what, still there?
Waiting, waiting, grand and fair!
Yes, the piercèd hand still knocketh,
And beneath the crownèd hair
Beam the patient eyes, so tender,
Of thy Savior waiting there.

To thy barred and bolted door,
Gently as a wooing dove,
Jesus comes as oft before,
Pleading in His tender love.

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Let Him in; let Him in;
Sinner, why not make Him room?
Let Him in; let Him in;
Lest He never more may come.

Haste and open wide the door,
Banish ev’ry thought of sin;
Why refuse and grieve Him more;
Quickly rise and let Him in.

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He a royal feast will spread,
He will bring a boundless store;
Thou shalt taste “The Living Bread,”
And be blest forevermore.

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He is knocking, waiting still;
Why in madness yet delay?
Why refuse His mercy till
He aggrieved shall turn away?

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There’s a Stranger at the door,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in;
He has been there oft before,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.
Let Him in, ere He is gone;
Let Him in, the Holy One,
Jesus Christ the Father’s Son,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.

Open now to Him your heart,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in;
If you wait He will depart,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.
Let Him in, He is your Friend;
He your soul will sure defend,
He will keep you to the end,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.

Hear you now His loving voice?
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in;
Now, oh, now make Him your choice,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.
He is standing at your door;
Joy to you He will restore,
And His Name you will adore,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.

Now admit the heav’nly Guest,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in;
He will make for you a feast,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.
He will speak your sins forgiv’n,
And when earth ties all are riv’n,
He will take you home to Heav’n,
Let the Savior in, O let the Savior in.

If you are tired of the load of your sin,
Let Jesus come into your heart;
If you desire a new life to begin,
Let Jesus come into your heart.

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Just now, your doubtings give o’er;
Just now, reject Him no more;
Just now, throw open the door;
Let Jesus come into your heart.

If it’s for purity now that you sigh,
Let Jesus come into your heart;
Fountains for cleansing are flowing nearby,
Let Jesus come into your heart.

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If there’s a tempest your voice cannot still,
Let Jesus come into your heart;
If there’s a void this world never can fill,
Let Jesus come into your heart.

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If you would join the glad songs of the blest,
Let Jesus come into your heart;
If you would enter the mansions of rest,
Let Jesus come into your heart.

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The Master is come, and calleth for thee,
He stands at the door of thy heart,
No friend so forgiving, so gentle as He,
Oh, say, wilt thou let Him depart?

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Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading,
Jesus, thy Savior, knocks at thy heart,
Patiently waiting, earnestly pleading,
Jesus, thy Savior, knocks at thy heart.

The Master has come, with blessings for thee,
Arise, and His message receive;
Thy ransom is purchased, thy pardon is free,
If thou wilt repent and believe.

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The Master has come, and calleth thee now,
This moment what joy may be thine;
How tender that smile that illumines His brow,
A pledge of His favor divine.

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He waits for thee still, then haste with delight,
Oh, fly to the arms of His love;
Press on to that beautiful mansion of light,
Prepared in His kingdom above.

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O Jesus, Thou art standing, outside the fast closed door,
In lowly patience waiting to pass the threshold o’er:
Shame on us, Christian brothers, His Name and sign who bear,
O shame, thrice shame upon us, to keep Him standing there!

O Jesus, Thou art knocking; and lo, that hand is scarred,
And thorns Thy brow encircle, and tears Thy face have marred:
O love that passeth knowledge, so patiently to wait!
O sin that hath no equal, so fast to bar the gate!

O Jesus, Thou art pleading in accents meek and low,
“I died for you, My children, and will you treat Me so?”
O Lord, with shame and sorrow we open now the door;
Dear Savior, enter, enter, and leave us nevermore.

Only a step to Jesus!
Then why not take it now?
Come, and thy sin confessing,
To Him, thy Savior, bow.

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Only a step, only a step,
Come, He waits for thee;
Come, and thy sin confessing,
Thou shalt receive a blessing;
Do not reject the mercy
He freely offers thee.

Only a step to Jesus!
Believe, and thou shalt live;
Lovingly now He’s waiting,
And ready to forgive.

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Only a step to Jesus!
A step from sin to grace;
What has thy heart decided
The moments fly apace?

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Only a step to Jesus!
O why not come and say,
“Gladly to Thee my Savior,
I give myself away.”

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Is there any room for Jesus?
He Who died on Calvary,
He Who standeth, knocking, waiting,
Pleading with you tenderly.

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Room for Jesus, room for Jesus,
Let Him in your heart today,
Throwing every window open,
O receive Him while you may.

We have room for worldly pleasures,
Cares of life crowd every day,
And our hearts and minds are burdened
While the Lord is turned away.

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Will you not make room for Jesus,
For the Christ, the Crucified?
Is there not some place to enter
In the soul for which He died?

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Room and time and thought for Jesus,
Hasten to accept His grace
Ere the heart grows cold and careless,
And His pleading voice shall cease.

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Jesus is waiting to welcome the weary,
Worn with the world’s fruitless striving for peace;
Tired with a night-watch that knoweth no morning,
Sick with a heartache that earth cannot ease.

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Jesus is seeking; Jesus is calling;
Will you not come to Him now?
Jesus is knocking; Jesus is waiting,
Waiting to save you now.

Jesus is waiting, He standeth and knocketh,
Calling in love unto each one oppressed?
“Come unto Me, sinner, weary and laden;
I will receive you and give you My rest.

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“Will you not come? you need no preparation;
Stay not to think, but come just as you are.
Bring nothing with you, for love giveth freely,
Peace—perfect peace—that no sorrow can mar.

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“O, I am yearning to see you unburdened;
Death did I suffer that you might be free.
Will you not come, and by life consecration,
Try to win others, and bring them to Me?”

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Jesus is pleading with my poor soul, shall I be saved tonight?
If I believe, He will make me whole, shall I be saved tonight?
Tenderly, sadly, I hear Him say, “How can you grieve me from day to day?”
Shall I go on in the old, old way, or shall I be saved tonight?

Jesus was nailed to the cross for me, shall I be saved tonight?
How can my heart so ungrateful be? Shall I be saved tonight?
Now He will save me by grace divine. Now, if I will, I can call Him mine.
Can I the pleasures of earth resign? Oh shall I be saved tonight?

Jesus is knocking at my poor heart, shall I be saved tonight?
What if His Spirit should now depart? Shall I be saved tonight?
Over and over His voice I hear, sweetly it falls on my listening ear,
Shall I reject Him, a friend so dear? Oh shall I be saved tonight?

What if that voice I should hear no more, shall I be saved tonight?
Quickly I’ll open this bolted door. Save me, O Lord, tonight.
Blessèd Redeemer, come in, come in, pity my sorrow, forgive my sin.
Now let Thy work in my soul begin, for I will be saved tonight.

What a wonderful change in my life has been wrought
Since Jesus came into my heart!
I have light in my soul for which long I had sought,
Since Jesus came into my heart!

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Since Jesus came into my heart,
Since Jesus came into my heart,
Floods of joy o’er my soul
Like the sea billows roll,
Since Jesus came into my heart.

I have ceased from my wandering and going astray,
Since Jesus came into my heart!
And my sins, which were many, are all washed away,
Since Jesus came into my heart!

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I’m possessed of a hope that is steadfast and sure,
Since Jesus came into my heart!
And no dark clouds of doubt now my pathway obscure,
Since Jesus came into my heart!

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There’s a light in the valley of death now for me,
Since Jesus came into my heart!
And the gates of the City beyond I can see,
Since Jesus came into my heart!

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I shall go there to dwell in that City, I know,
Since Jesus came into my heart!
And I’m happy, so happy, as onward I go,
Since Jesus came into my heart!

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A Stranger stands outside the door,
And longs thy Guest to be;
He knows thy name, for o’er and o’er
He softly calls to thee!
His hands are pierced, His brow is torn,
His face is sad, but sweet—
It is the Lord of Paradise!
Arise, thy Savior greet.

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He was wounded for thy transgressions;
He was bruisèd for thy sin;
Yet He stands at thy heart’s door pleading,
Why, O why not let Him in?

From lonely, dark Gethsemane,
Thru Pilate’s hall of shame,
Up over cruel Calvary,
To thee in love He came!
Despised! Rejected! Crucified!
O love, O grace unknown,
That He should still remember thee,
And claim thee for His own!

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Yet still He waits and calls to thee,
Although ye scarce can hear
The pleading voice, so often has
It fallen on thine ear:
O soul, arise and let Him in,
Lest from the bolted door
In sorrow He should turn away,
To call for thee no more.

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Somebody’s knocking at your door,
Somebody’s knocking at your door,
O sinner, why don’t you answer?
Somebody’s knocking at your door.

Knocks like Jesus,
Somebody’s knocking at your door.
Knocks like Jesus,

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Somebody’s knocking at your door.
O sinner, why don’t you answer?
Somebody’s knocking at your door.

Can’t you hear Him?
Somebody’s knocking at your door.
Can’t you hear Him?

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Answer Jesus,
Somebody’s knocking at your door.
Answer Jesus,

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Who at my door is standing,
Patiently drawing near,
Entrance within demanding?
Whose is the voice I hear?

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Sweetly the tones are falling;
“Open the door for Me!
If thou wilt heed My calling,
I will abide with thee.”

Lonely without He’s staying;
Lonely within am I;
While I am still delaying,
Will He not pass me by?

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All through the dark hours dreary,
Knocking again is He;
Jesus, art Thou not weary,
Waiting so long for me?

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Door of my heart, I hasten!
Thee will I open wide.
Though He rebuke and chasten,
He shall with me abide.

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