CANADIAN SINGERS AND THEIR SONGS
Hear ye His Voice.
Behold I stand in the street without
Eager your priceless souls to win
I hear the laughter, the song the shout
Open-open! and let me in
Oh! Let me in to my erring flock
Behold I stand at your door and knock.
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Behold I stand in the storm without
Wand'ring hither from foreign heathen lands
Oh! do not scorn me and do not doubt
Look on my feet—behold my hands!
Aweary I cannot farther walk
Behold I stand at the door and knock!
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Cold, I have starved 'neath a broken thatch
While Anti-Christs by firesides basked
I'm waiting here I write lift no latch
Nor enter in unless I'm asked
I'll break no hinge—I will pick no lock
Behold, I stand at the door and knock!
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The foxes have holes the birds have nests
Each living creature hath his bed
Your cross of sin on my shoulder rests
While we no place to lay my head
Hear ye my summons and do not mock
Behold I stand at your door and knock!
The WigwamThe Khan
- Rushdale Farm
- Xmas,02
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