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"I Stand At The Door"

Author: J. Traviss Lockwood Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: On the threshold lo! there standeth Lyrics: 1 On the threshold lo! there standeth One whose voice we’ve heard before; And He patiently demandeth Entrance at the closèd door: "Guilty sinner, let me in! I have come to cleanse your sin." 2 Hark! how tenderly He’s pleading, "I am standing at the door"; Whilst the sinner, still unheeding, Keeps it barred as heretofore. But the sceptered kingly hand Still an entrance doth demand. 3 ’Tis the Savior, long rejected, Wakes the echoes of the heart; ’Tis His voice, so long neglected, Bids our evil guests depart; And Himself our guest would stay, Keeping evil foes away. 4 O, behold His side so piercèd, Wounded hands and feet and brow; By His wounds from sin releasèd, We may hail Him Savior now; Coming, He would give us rest, All by Him so long unblest. 5 Come Thou in! no longer standing Knocking at our heedless heart; Come, and all our soul commanding, Never more from thence depart. Be our guest, and be our Lord, Crown and joy and great reward. Used With Tune: KRUNG THEP Text Sources: Murray's Songs for Sunday Schools and Gospel Meetings (Boston: White ^ Smith, 1876)
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When The Overwhelming Waters

Author: James Montgomery Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: When the ov­er­whelm­ing wa­ters Lyrics: 1 When the ov­er­whelm­ing wa­ters Once a world of sin­ners drowned, Eight of Ad­am’s sons and daugh­ters In the Ark sal­va­tion found: Gathered to the Church, may we Thus from wrath and per­il flee. 2 When the fire from God des­cend­ed On the ci­ties of the plain, Three alone, by Heav’n be­friend­ed, Refuge did in Zo­ar gain: By our pa­stors led, may we Thus es­cape to Cal­va­ry. 3 When the mid­night angel num­bered Egypt’s first­born with the dead, Israel’s tribes, un­smit­ten, slumbered, Where the pas­chal lamb had bled: By the blood of sprink­ling, we Thus from ven­geance are made free. 4 When, while quick and dead as­sem­ble, Flames this uni­verse de­stroy, Though the wick­ed quake and trem­ble, Saints shall lift their heads with joy: Raised to life, like them, may we With the Lord for ev­er be. Used With Tune: KRUNG THEP Text Sources: Sacred Poems and Hymns, (New York: D. Appleton, 1854)

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