“‘Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door,then I will enter his house and dine with him,and he with me."
Knocking so softly
With anticipation of
new day hopefully
Hestitatingly
He lifts hand to rap the door
if I'm in to see
Door of my heart closed
Idols within occupy
To his knock opposed
The weather is cold
Wind and rain buffet his brow
Standing alone bold
Now it is my choice
to open and invite him
Friend with friend rejoice
Direction he gives
Comfort and guidance supplies
Spirit in me lives!
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