240   AT THE DOOR




[V1]


Behold the Saviour at the door!
He gently knocks, has knocked before,
Has waited long, is waiting still,
You treat no other friend so ill.

[V2]
He counsels thee to buy of him,
Gold tried by fire, and raiment clean;
Anoint thine eyes, that thou may’st see,
And put away thy stains from thee.

[V3]
O, hear the faithful Witness’ voice,
He offers now a final choice;
Thou art offensive, O lukewarm!
Therefore be zealous and reform.

[V4]
His mission now is almost o’er,
Before the throne he’ll plead no more;
The filthy must his filth retain,
He that is holy, so remain

[V5]
His locks with dews of night are wet,
But at thy heart he ling’reth yet;
Awake! And open wide the door;
Bid thy Beloved wait no more.

[V6]
Yes, bring him in, a welcome guest;
So shalt thou in his presence rest;
And in communion sweet and free,
Shalt sup with him and he with thee.