I am the door, come in, come in,
And leave without thy load of sin;
The night is dark, the storm is wild,
O venture in, thou stranger child,
O venture in, thou stranger child.

I am the door, come, gently knock,
And I will loose the heavy lock
That guards my Father’s precious fold;
Come in from darkness and from cold,
Come in from darkness and from cold.

I am the door, no longer roam,
Here are thy treasures, here thy home;
I purchased them for thee and thine,
And paid the price in blood divine,
And paid the price in blood divine.

I am the door, My Father waits
To make thee heir of rich estates;
Come, dwell with Him, and dwell with Me,
And thou My Father’s child shall be,
And thou My Father’s child shall be.

I am the door, come in, come in,
And everlasting treasures win;
My Father’s house was built for thee,
And thou shalt share His home with Me,
And thou shalt share His home with Me.