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Come in, O come!
The door stands open now;
I knew Thy voice,
Lord Jesus, it was Thou.
The sun has set long since;
the storms begin:
�Tis time for Thee, my Saviour;
O come in!
Alas, ill ordered shows
the dreary room;
The household stuff lies
heaped amidst the gloom,
The table empty stands,
the couch undressed;
Ah, what a welcome
for th�Eternal Guest!
I seek no more to alter things,
or mend,
Before the coming of
so great a Friend:
All were at best unseemly;
and �twere ill,
Beyond all else, to keep
Thee waiting still.
Yet welcome, and tonight
this doleful scene
Is e�en itself my cause
to hail Thee in;
This dark confusion
e�en at once demands
Thine own bright presence,
Lord, and ord�ring hands.
Then, as Thou art,
all holiness and bliss,
Come in, and see my chamber
as it is;
I bid Thee welcome boldly,
in the name
Of Thy great glory
and my want and shame.
Come, not to find,
but make, this troubled heart
A dwelling worthy of Thee
as Thou art;
To chase the gloom,
the terror, and the sin,
Come, all Thyself, yea come,
Lord Jesus, in!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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10 10 10 10
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 3:20;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1954 | # 472 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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BATTLE
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10 10 10 10 10 10
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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| # 472 | Ab |
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