Dost thou know at thy bolted heart’s door tonight,
The Sav­ior in meekness doth stand,
And longs for admission? Pray, listen now
To the knock of the nail-piercèd hand.

Refrain

Heed the knock of the nail-piercèd hand,
Heed the knock of the nail-piercèd hand;
Swing the door open wide,
Bid Him enter and abide,
Heed the knock of the nail-piercèd hand.

Outside He has stood thro’ the length of the years,
Since Mother the love-flame first flamed;
You have spurned and rejected, O give heed tonight,
To the knock of the nail-piercèd hand.

Refrain

You turn not away when a friend’s at your door,
Here’s one there’s none like in the land,
Who asks to come in to for­ev­er abide;
Heed the knock of the nail-piercèd hand.

Refrain

All the pain and the shame of His death on the tree
A welcome from you should command,
Since the weight of your sins in His body He bore;
Heed the knock of the nail-piercèd hand.

Refrain