A little girl, only eight years old, coming home with her mother from a gospel meeting, said, “Oh Mother, I don’t think that hymn ends right, because you see, it leaves the Saviour out at the close.” She was speaking of the hymn the last verse of which runs:
“Knocking, knocking,—what, still there?
Knocking, knocking, grand and fair.
Yes, the pierced hand still knocketh,
And beneath the crowned hair
Beam the patient eyes, so tender,
Of the Saviour waiting there.”
“I don’t think it ought to end like that,” said the child. So, with her mind and heart filled with this thought, she remained for a while shut up in her room. At last she came out and slipped a little bit of paper into her mother’s hand. “There, Mother!” she exclaimed; “I think it ought to have something at the end like that.”
Her mother opened the paper and read:
“Enter! Enter! Heavenly Guest!
Welcome! welcome to my breast.
I have long withstood Thy knocking.
For my heart was full of sin;
But Thy love has overcome me,
Blessed Saviour!—oh, come in!”
Now, you who read this are not too young to let the Lord Jesus enter into your hearts. He is willing to do so. More than that, He is “knocking, knocking,” and sang, “Let Me in.”
“Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear My voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with Me.” Revelation 3:2020Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. (Revelation 3:20).
ML-12/16/1979