“Behold a Stranger at the Door”

“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