Once I heard a sound at my heart’s dark door,
And was roused from the slum­ber of sin;
It was Je­sus knocked, He had knocked be­fore;
Now I said, Bless­èd Mas­ter, come in.

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Then op­en, op­en, op­en, let the Mas­ter in;
For the heart will be bright with a heav’n­ly light
When you let the Mas­ter in.

Then He spread a feast of re­deem­ing love,
And He made me His own hap­py guest;
In my joy I thought that the saints above
Could be hard­ly more fa­vored or blest.

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In the ho­ly war with the foes of truth,
He’s my shield, He my ta­ble pre­pares;
He re­stores my soul, He re­news my youth,
And gives tri­umph in an­swer to pray­ers.

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He will feast me still with His pre­sence dear,
And the love He so free­ly has giv’n,
While His pro­mise tells, as I serve Him here,
Of the ban­quet of glo­ry in Heav’n.

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