Text Based On Revelation Chapter 3
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock:
if any man hear my voice, and open the door,
I will come in to him, and will sup with him,
and he with me.

The Slighted Stranger

A Stranger stands outside thy door,
And longs thy guest to be;
He knows thy name, for o'er and o'er
He softly calls to thee!
His hands are pierced, His brow is torn,
His face is sad, but sweet —
It is the Lord of Paradise!
Arise, thy Savior greet.

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He was wounded for thy transgressions;
He was bruised for all thy sins;
Yet He stands at thy heart's door pleading,
Why, O why not let Him in?

From lonely, dark Gethsemane,
Thru Pilate's hall of shame,
Up over cruel Calvary,
To thee in love He came!
Despised! Rejected! Crucified!
O love, O grace unknown,
That He should still remember thee,
And claim thee for His own!

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Yet still He waits and calls to thee,
Although ye scarce can hear
His pleading voice, so often has
It fallen on thine ear:
O soul, arise and let Him in,
Lest from the bolted door
In sorrow He should turn away,
To call for thee no more.

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