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3466.
[Saviour, I know Thy gracious will]
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if, &c.
—iii. 20.
Saviour, I know Thy gracious will,
Thou waitest for admittance still,
Thy knock, Thy mercy's voice I hear,
And open wide my heart sincere,
I use the power my Lord doth give,
And gladly now Thyself receive.
Thou waitest for admittance still,
Thy knock, Thy mercy's voice I hear,
And open wide my heart sincere,
I use the power my Lord doth give,
And gladly now Thyself receive.
Enter with all Thy fulness in,
And cast out this intruder sin,
Challenge Thy dear-bought property,
And pleased with what Thou bring'st to me,
(The good which comes from Thee alone,)
Vouchsafe to banquet on Thine own.
And cast out this intruder sin,
Challenge Thy dear-bought property,
And pleased with what Thou bring'st to me,
(The good which comes from Thee alone,)
Vouchsafe to banquet on Thine own.
Nothing have I to offer Thee
But wretchedness and poverty:
O wouldst Thou in Thy servant find
The lowly, meek, and patient mind,
Dispread Thine image o'er my breast,
And on Thy own perfection feast.
But wretchedness and poverty:
O wouldst Thou in Thy servant find
The lowly, meek, and patient mind,
Dispread Thine image o'er my breast,
And on Thy own perfection feast.
Then should I with my Saviour sup,
To the third heaven at last caught up,
Obtain the bliss begun below,
(The bliss I now would die to know,)
Sit down, O King of saints, with Thee,
And feast to all eternity.
To the third heaven at last caught up,
Obtain the bliss begun below,
(The bliss I now would die to know,)
Sit down, O King of saints, with Thee,
And feast to all eternity.
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