1 O Jesus, thou art standing
Outside the fast-closed door,
In lowly patience waiting
To pass the threshold o'er:
We bear the name of Christians,
His Name and sign who bear;
O shame, thrice shame upon us,
To keep him standing there!
2 O Jesus, thou art knocking:
And lo! that hand is scarr'd,
And thorns thy brow encircle,
And tears thy face have marr'd:
O love that passeth knowledge
So patiently to wait!
O sin that hath no equal,
So fast to bar the gate!
3 O Jesus, thou art pleading
In accents meek and low,
"I died for you, my children,
And will ye treat me so?"
O Lord, with shame and sorrow
We open now the door:
Dear Saviour, enter, enter,
And leave us nevermore.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O Jesus, thou art standing |
Meter: | 7s. 6s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1874 |
Topic: | The Christian Year: Advent |