Hymn 397
O Jesus, thou art standing

1 O Jesus, thou art standing outside the fast-closed door, in lowly patience waiting to pass the threshold o'er: shame on us, Christian brothers, his name and sign who bear, O shame, thrice shame upon us, to keep him standing there! 2 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! 3 O Jesus, thou art pleading in accents meek and low, "I died for you, my children, and will ye treat me so?" O Lord, with shame and sorrow we open now the door; dear Savior, enter, enter, and leave us nevermore.

Hymn 397 THE PCN New Haven, Enugu