4. Behold the Savior at the Door

8s.
1
Behold the Savior at the door!
 
He gently knocks — has knocked before;
 
Has waited long — is waiting still;
 
You use no other friend so ill.
 
Open the door, He’ll enter in,
 
And sup with you, and you with Him.
2
Oh lovely attitude! He stands
 
With open heart and outstretched hands;
 
Oh matchless kindness! and He shows
 
His matchless kindness to His foes.
3
Admit Him, ere His anger burn,
 
Lest He depart and ne’er return;
 
Admit Him, or the hour’s at hand
 
When at His door denied you’ll stand.
4
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.