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Who Is There
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Knocking! knocking! Who is there?
Waiting! waiting! O, how fair!
'Tis a pilgrim, strange and kingly,
Never such was seen before;
Ah, my soul, for such a wonder
Wilt thou not undo the door?
Wilt thou not undo the door?
Knocking! knocking! still He's there,
Waiting! waiting! wond'rous fair!
But the door is hard to open,
For the weeds and ivy-vine,
With their dark and clinging tendrils,
Ever 'round the hinges twine,
Ever 'round the hinges twine.
Knocking! knocking! what! still there?
Waiting! waiting! grand and fair!
Yes, the pierced hand still knocketh,
And beneath the crowned hair,
Beam the patient eyes so tender,
Of thy Saviour, waiting there,
Of thy Saviour, waiting there.
Waiting! waiting! O, how fair!
'Tis a pilgrim, strange and kingly,
Never such was seen before;
Ah, my soul, for such a wonder
Wilt thou not undo the door?
Wilt thou not undo the door?
Knocking! knocking! still He's there,
Waiting! waiting! wond'rous fair!
But the door is hard to open,
For the weeds and ivy-vine,
With their dark and clinging tendrils,
Ever 'round the hinges twine,
Ever 'round the hinges twine.
Knocking! knocking! what! still there?
Waiting! waiting! grand and fair!
Yes, the pierced hand still knocketh,
And beneath the crowned hair,
Beam the patient eyes so tender,
Of thy Saviour, waiting there,
Of thy Saviour, waiting there.
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