1 Lo, a Friend near thee now!
Fair as morn is the brow
That with cruel thorns rudely was press’d;
Full of grace is each word—
Mortal never has heard
Sweeter words than to thee are address’d.

Chorus:
Oh, the song will be sweet
When our crowns at His feet
We shall cast, while around Him we throng.
And our glad tribute bring,
While the heavens shall ring
With the notes of redemption’s new song.

2 ‘Tis thy Saviour and mine,
‘Tis Messiah divine,
Who endeavors thy spirit to win;
Wilt thou not humbly say,
“Jesus, I will obey!
Come, and enter, and reign Thou within.” [Chorus]

3 Hark! He knocks at the door,
Wouldst thou sorrow no more?
Then on Jesus, Thy Saviour believe;
Hear the message so sweet,
Cast thyself at His feet,
And thy gracious Redeemer receive. [Chorus]

4 Jesus knocks at the door,
Haste thee! tarry no more,
lest His Spirit cease striving with thine;
Full of mercy is He
Who without waits for Thee;
Open wide! ‘tis thy Saviour and mine. [Chorus]