1 Knocking, knocking, the Savior stands,
A kingly Guest with wounded hands;
Knocking, knocking, Oh, wonderful love!
'Tis God's own Son from heav'n above.

Refrain:
Let Him in, He will sweetly abide,
Savior and Friend when there's no one beside;
Once for you He was crucified;
Knocking, knocking, let Him in.

2 Knocking, knocking, and calling your name,
He bought you, soul, and His own He would claim;
Knocking, knocking, oh, give Him place,
See the pleading love in His wounded face. [Refrain]

3 Knocking, knocking, but fainter now;
Oh, the grief and pain on His thorn-crowned brow!
Knocking, knocking, my gracious Lord,
What shame that the door is yet unbarred. [Refrain]

4 Knocking, knocking, oh, what do you fear?
Are there idols there than Christ more dear?
Knocking, knocking, the Lord receive,
And more than the world He will freely give. [Refrain]