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Behold Him standing at the door,
And hear Him pleading evermore,
With gentle voice; O heart of sin,
Wilt thou not let the Saviour in?
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Behold Him standing at the door,
And hear Him pleading evermore;
O weary heart, oppressed with sin,
Wilt thou not let the Saviour in?
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He bore the cruel thorns for thee,
He waited long and patiently;
Say, troubled heart, oppressed with sin;
Wilt thou not let the Saviour in? [Refrain]
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He should not plead for them in vain;
Remember all His grief and pain;
He died to ransom thee from sin;
Wilt thou not let the Saviour in? [Refrain]
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He'll bring thee joy from heav'n above,
He'll bring thee pardon, peace and love;
He'll cleanse thy heart from every sin;
If thou but let the Saviour in. [Refrain]
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Behold me standing at the door
Author: Fanny Crosby
Behold Me standing at the door