 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
AT THE DOOR.
I stand in darkness at the door,
All soiled with sin;
Too faint to knock or wander more;
O let me in!
All soiled with sin;
Too faint to knock or wander more;
O let me in!
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Lord Jesus, open unto me;
For Thou hast said,
At evening time a light shall be
On wanderers shed.
For Thou hast said,
At evening time a light shall be
On wanderers shed.
And having left, for mortal fare,
The mansions bright,
Thou spentest off in pleading prayer,
The livelong night.
The mansions bright,
Thou spentest off in pleading prayer,
The livelong night.
And Thou hast consecrated thus,
The darkest grade;
Transforming into light for us
The very shade.
The darkest grade;
Transforming into light for us
The very shade.
But some there are who cannot see,
Whose eyes are blind;
Who dare not lift a look to Thee,
Or raise the mind.
Whose eyes are blind;
Who dare not lift a look to Thee,
Or raise the mind.
And I am one whose spirit needs,
And feebly flags;
I reckon all my purest deeds,
As filthy rags.
And feebly flags;
I reckon all my purest deeds,
As filthy rags.
I can but smite my troubled breast,
And hang my head;
So sad I feel with such unrest,
So cold and dead.
And hang my head;
So sad I feel with such unrest,
So cold and dead.
My wishes bless to love Thee more,
Though few they are;
Make all my dross as golden ore,
Each stain a star.
Though few they are;
Make all my dross as golden ore,
Each stain a star.
My strongest faith is strangely weak,
Nor seems to grow;
I know not rightly how to speak,
But Thou dost know.
Nor seems to grow;
I know not rightly how to speak,
But Thou dost know.
O Saviour, let Thy voice be heard,
Some token give;
That I may catch the saving word,
“Look up and live.”
Some token give;
That I may catch the saving word,
“Look up and live.”
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |