“Behold a Stranger At the Door”
Behold a Stranger at the door!
He gently knocks, has knocked before,
Has waited long, is waiting still:
You treat no other friend so ill.
O lovely attitude! He stands
With melting heart and laden hands:
O matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to His foes.
But will He prove a friend indeed?
He will; the very friend you need;
The Friend of sinners–yea, ’tis He,
With garments dyed on Calvary.
Rise, touched with gratitude divine;
Turn out His enemy and thine,
That soul-destroying monster, sin,
And let the heavenly Stranger in.
~ lyrics by J. Gregg
