231 ~ O Jesus, Thou Art Standing
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O Jesus, thou art standing, Outside the fast-closed door, In lowly patience waiting To pass the threshold o'er: Shame on us, Christian brethren, His Name and sign who bear, O shame, thrice shame upon us, To keep him 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 pleading In accents meek and low, "I died for you, my children, And will you treat me so?" O Lord, with shame and sorrow We open now the door; Dear Saviour, enter, enter, And leave us never more.