Scripture Verse

I stand at the door and knock.@Revelation 3:20
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Fanny Crosby
(1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Cal­va­ry Songs, by Charles S. Ro­bin­son & The­o­dore Per­kins (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Am­er­i­can Sun­day School Un­ion, 1875).

Music: Abu­ja Ira D. San­key (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Ira D. Sankey
(1840–1908)

Lyrics

Come, oh come, with thy broken heart,
Weary and worn with care;
Come and kneel at the open door,
Jesus is waiting there;
Waiting to heal thy wounded soul,
Waiting to give thee rest;
Why wilt thou walk where shadows fall?
Come to His loving breast!

Firmly cling to the blessèd cross,
There shall thy refuge be;
Wash thee now in the crimson fount,
Flowing so pure for thee;
List to the gentle warning voice!
List to the earnest call!
Leave at the cross thy burden now:
Jesus will bear it all.

Come and taste of the precious feast,
Feast of eternal love;
Think of joys that forever bloom,
Bright in the life above:
Come with a trusting heart to God,
Come and be saved by grace;
Come, for He longs to clasp thee now,
Close in His dear embrace.