O Jesus, Thou Art Standing

Verse 1

O Jesu, thou art standing outside the fast-closed door, in lowly patience waiting to pass the threshold o'er: shame on us, Christian brethren, his name and sign who bear, oh shame, thrice shame upon us to keep him standing there!

Verse 2

O Jesu, 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!

Verse 3

O Jesu, 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 Saviour, enter, enter, and leave us never more!