One Hundred Holy Songs, Carols, and Sacred Ballads Original, and suitable for music [by Jean Ingelow] |
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[All desiring, nothing won]
“Behold, I stand at the door.”
All desiring, nothing won,
Man, thy day is nearly done;
Is the path of life begun?
Man, thy day is nearly done;
Is the path of life begun?
Ere its waning hour be o'er,
Call this poor soul once, once more,
Jesu standing at the door.
Call this poor soul once, once more,
Jesu standing at the door.
Knock, but, O! most patient Lord,
Strength to open first afford;
Will to grasp love's sweet award.
Strength to open first afford;
Will to grasp love's sweet award.
Man, He standeth yet full fain,
Let not, let not all be vain;
Take the everlasting gain.
Let not, let not all be vain;
Take the everlasting gain.
Open, bid Him in, and fall
At His feet, who doth thee call;
In His mercy stands thine all.
At His feet, who doth thee call;
In His mercy stands thine all.
Weeping, kiss the sacred feet,
Thorn-crown'd King, Thine eyes are sweet;
Master, is it thus we meet?
Thorn-crown'd King, Thine eyes are sweet;
Master, is it thus we meet?
Lord, dost Thou remember me?
Lord, I nail'd Thee on the tree;
Lord, good Lord, I scoff'd at Thee!
Lord, I nail'd Thee on the tree;
Lord, good Lord, I scoff'd at Thee!
O! my sins against me cry;
O! my guilt is deep and high;—
“Peace,” He saith, “thou shalt not die.
O! my guilt is deep and high;—
“Peace,” He saith, “thou shalt not die.
“Peace, peace—all those sins of thine
I have wash'd in blood divine;
I forgive thee—thou art Mine.”
I have wash'd in blood divine;
I forgive thee—thou art Mine.”
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