1 O Jesus, Thou art standing
  
Outside the fast-closed door,
  
In lowly patience waiting
  
To pass the threshold o'er:
  
Shame on us, Christian brethren,
  
His Name and sign who bear,
  
O shame, thrice shame upon us
  
To keep Him standing there!
2 O Jesus, Thou art knocking;
  
And lo! that hand is scarred,
  
And thorns Thy brow encircle,
  
And tears Thy face have marred.
  
O love that passeth knowledge,
  
So patiently to wait!
  
O sin that hath no equal,
  
So fast to bar the gate!
3 O Jesus, Thou art pleading
  
In accents meek and low,
  
I died for you, My children,
  
And will ye treat Me so?
  
O Lord, with shame and sorrow
  
We open now the door;
  
Dear Savior, enter, enter,
  
And leave us nevermore!
                        
  William W. How
                        
The Methodist Hymnal 1964 edition
<idle musing>
Not sure I like the heavy guilt-inducing attitude in this hymn…
  </idle musing>
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