“Yet there is room! room in His house to fill,
Though countless hosts appear;
See, at His table vacant places still,
Oh! waiting guests, draw near!
Forsake your vain and fading pleasures,
And take His offered, boundless treasures:
Yet there is room!
Yet there is room! The many ransomed there
Suffice not for His love;
He longs that everyone His grace would share,
His saving mercy prove;
For still He stands with sinners pleading,
His voice in heaven still interceding.
Yet there is room!
Yet there is room! Oh sinner, pause again,
Think of this call once more;
Or is your heart so closed, that Christ in vain
Stands knocking at the door?
All His long-offered love discarded,
Himself a stranger disregarded,
Who finds no room?
Yet there is room, Oh shame, to feel no need,
No hungering after good,
Content upon these empty husks to feed,
So near to heavenly food!
Food, offered still, if you accept it;
But know, for those who will reject it,
There is no room!
Yet there is room! Oh sinner, hear it still,
And then the words repeat! —
Come, feeble, weak, despairing if you will,
Come to the Savior’s feet.
Say, ‘Jesus, give! in full surrender,
I come my worthless heart to tender —
An empty room.’
Yet there is room! When earth can give no more
A dwelling to her guest,
Thank God! the Christian sees a brighter shore,
A home of endless rest. It is enough, when death is nearing,
This blest assurance to be hearing,
Yet there is room!
Yet there is room! a heavenly dwelling-place,
How infinitely wide! There rests the soul, beholding Jesus’ face,
And it is satisfied.
The flock who follow Him through sadness,
Are gathering there in holy gladness,
Yet there is room!”
“Hymns from the Land of Luther.”
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