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There Was no Room for Them in the Inn

Author: Mamie Repplier Hymnal: Fount of Blessing #122 (1880) Hymnal Title: Fount of Blessing First Line: No room for him, in whose small hand Refrain First Line: Fling wide the door and bid the Lord come in Languages: English Tune Title: [No room for him, in whose small hand]
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No Room

Author: C. H. G. Hymnal: Pentecostal Hymns Nos. 5 and 6 Combined #152 (1911) Hymnal Title: Pentecostal Hymns Nos. 5 and 6 Combined First Line: No room for him in whose strong hand Refrain First Line: Fling wide the door and bid the Lord Topics: Christmas; Duet; Invitation Languages: English Tune Title: [No room for him in whose strong hand]
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There Was No Room For Them In The Inn

Author: Mamie Repplier Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13921 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: No room for Him, in whose small hand Refrain First Line: Fling wide the door, and bid the Lord Lyrics: 1 No room for Him, in whose small hand The troubled sea and mighty land Lie cradled like a grain of sand; No room, dear Babe, for Thee That Christmas night; and we E’en dare to shut our sinful hearts And turn the key. Refrain: Fling wide the door, and bid the Lord Come in, come in. 2 In vain Thy pleading baby cry Strikes our deaf souls; we pass Thee by, Unsheltered ’neath the wintry sky. No room for God? Shall we Close bar our doors, nor see Our Savior waiting just outside, So turn the key. [Refrain] 3 Fling wide the doors! dear Christ, turn back! The ashes on my heart lie black— Of light and warmth a total lack. This desolation drear Has filled my heart with fear; How can I bid Thee, Christ, my Lord, Find entrance here? [Refrain] 4 What bleaker shelter can there be Than my cold heart’s tepidity— Chilled, wind-tossed as the winter sea? I shrink from Thy pure eye: To offer—naught have I; Yet, in Thy mercy, Lord, I cry, Pass me not by. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [No room for Him, in whose small hand]

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