I Am the Door (Williams)

lyricist: Dwight Williams, 1873
Composer: Silas Vail

I am the door

come in

come in

And leave with­out thy load of sin;

The night is dark

the storm is wild

O ven­ture in

thou strang­er child

O ven­ture in

thou strang­er child.

I am the door

come

gent­ly knock

And I will loose the hea­vy lock

That guards my Fa­ther’s pre­cious fold;

Come in from dark­ness and from cold

Come in from dark­ness and from cold.

I am the door

no long­er roam

Here are thy trea­sures

here thy home;

I pur­chased them for thee and thine

And paid the price in blood di­vine

And paid the price in blood di­vine.

I am the door

My Fa­ther waits

To make thee heir of rich es­tates;

Come

dwell with Him

and dwell with Me

And thou My Fa­ther’s child shall be

And thou My Fa­ther’s child shall be.

I am the door

come in

come in

And ev­er­last­ing trea­sures win;

My Fa­ther’s house was built for thee

And thou shalt share His home with Me

And thou shalt share His home with Me.

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