“Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If any man hear my voice and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.” Rev. 3:2020Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. (Revelation 3:20).
“Once the master of the house is risen up and hath shut to the door, and ye begin to stand without and to knock at the door, saying, Lord, Lord, open unto us, he shall answer and say unto you, I know you not whence ye are.” Luke 13:2424Strive to enter in at the strait gate: for many, I say unto you, will seek to enter in, and shall not be able. (Luke 13:24).
I am standing outside thy door to-night,
Seeking thine heart to win;
The world for awhile has withdrawn its light,
Wilt thou open and let Me in?
I have traveled far on a lonely road,
In sorrow and agony;
I have borne sin’s heavy and crushing load,
All for the sake of thee!
I am standing to plead with thee to-night
While the dews of midnight fall;
O’er the moaning and surging waves of life,
Post thou hear My yearning call?
I would free thy soul from the chains of earth,
From its care, its sorrow, and sin:
I would give thee joy for its hollow worth―
Wilt thou open and let Me in?
From the glorious heights of heaven I come
To seek thee and to save;
But the world―it gave Me a cross of shame,
And a lonely borrowed grave!
I left My radiant home above,
All for the sake of thee;
I have died to prove My deep. deep love―
Wilt thou open the door to Me
Thou hast wander’d far in the paths of sin,
Thou art weary, and sad, and lone;
But My blood can cleanse, and My love can win,
May I make thine heart My own?
The world―it has given thee care and pain,
Often famine and misery;
I offer thee treasures of priceless gain―
Wilt thou open the door to Me?
If thou wilt not answer My pleading voice;
If thou wilt not open to Me;
Thou wilt sadly repent thy willful choice
Through a lost eternity.
And thy bitter cry will arise too late,
“Open, O Lord, to me!”
While the door of grace, where thou mad’st Me wait,
Must be shut forever to thee!
A. S. O