" BEHOLD, I STAND AT THE DOOR."
Ely. Behold, a Stranger at the door ! He gently knocks, has knocked before ; Has waited long, is waiting still ; You use no other friend no ill. Oh, gracious attitude ! Ho stands With melting heart and open hands ; Oh, matchless kindness ! and He shows This matchless kindness to His foes'. Admit Him, for the human breast Ne'er entertained so kind a guest : No mortal tongue their joys can tell With whom He condescends to dwell. Admit Him, ere His anger hum, And Ho depart and ne'er return ; Admit Him, or the hour's at hand When at His door denied you'll stand. Open my heart, Lord, enter in ; Slay every foe, and conquer sin : Here then to Thee I all re*lirn ; My body, soul, and all arc Thine GiUao.
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Otago Witness, Issue 1189, 12 September 1874, Page 17
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133" BEHOLD, I STAND AT THE DOOR." Otago Witness, Issue 1189, 12 September 1874, Page 17
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