COME IN, O COME
1. 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 Savior, O come in!
2. Alas,
ill-order'd shows the dreary room;
The household-stuff
lies heap'd amidst the gloom,
The table empty
stands, the couch undress'd,
Ah, what a welcome
for th'Eternal Guest!
3. 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.
4. 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.
5. 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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