Entrance to your heart :
Will you send your Lord away ?----
Will you say-----“Depart ! ?
He will all your trials share,
He will cleanse you from all sin.
‘Tis your Saviour, 'tis your Saviour standing there :
Haste, and let Him in ! let Him in ! .
Lest He turn away, let Him in !
2 No one like the Saviour knocks
At the sinner's door ;
'Tis no stranger that implores,-----
He has knocked before ;
He has often sought your heart :
Shall He cleanse it now from sin ?
3 Oh, how can you bid Him wait
Till another day,
When already Jesus weeps
At the long delay ?
'Twas for you that Jesus died,
And 'tis you He longs to win.