Behold a Stranger

Verse 1:
Behold a Stranger at the door,
He gently knocks, has knock’d before;
Has waited long,–is waiting still;
You treat no other friend so ill.

Verse 2:
O lovely attitude! He stands
With melting heart and laden hands;
O matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to His foes.

Verse 3:
But will He prove a Friend indeed?
He will, the very Friend you need;
The Friend of sinners, yes, ’tis He,
With garments dyed on Calvary.

Verse 4:
Rise, touch’d with gratitude divine;
Turn out His enemy and thine,
That soul-destroying monster, Sin;
And let the heavenly Stranger in.

Rev.J. Grigg/Henry K. Oliver


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