1 Come in, O come! The door stands open now;
I knew Thy voice; Lord Jesus, it was Thou.
2 Alas, ill-ordered shows the dreary room;
The household stuff lies heaped amidst the gloom,
3 Yet welcome, and tonight; this doleful scene
Is e'en itself my cause to hail Thee in;
4 I seek no more to alter things, or mend,
Before the coming of so great a Friend;
5 Come, not to find, but make this troubled heart
A dwelling worthy of Thee as Thou art;