Paroles de Who At The Door Is Standing

Who at the door is standing Patiently drawing near Entrance within demanding Whose is the voice I hear All thro'the dark hours dreary Knocking again is He Jesus art Thou not weary Waiting so long for me Sweetly the tones are are falling Open the door for me If Thou will heed my calling I will abide with Thee Door of my heart I hasten Thee will I open wide Tho' He rebuke and chasten He shall with me abide