O Jesus! thou art standing
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O Jesus! thou art standingOutside the fast-closed door,In lowly patience waitingTo pass the threshold o'er:We bear the name of Christians,Thy name and sign we bear:O, shame, thrice shame upon us!To keep thee standing there.
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O Jesus! thou art knocking;And lo! that hand is scarred,And thorns thy brow encircle,And tears thy face have marred:O, love that passeth knowledge,So patiently to wait!O, sin that hath no equal,So fast to bar the gate!
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O Jesus! thou art pleadingIn accents meek and low,—"I died for you, my children,And will ye treat me so?"O Lord, with shame and sorrowWe open now the door:Dear Saviour, enter, enter,And leave us nevermore!