The Open Door

Are all the doors about thee closedBy sickness, fear, or care?Through lack of opportunity,Or loads too great to bear?Rejoice! 'Tis time to prove untrueThe senses' clamorous din;Turn from the strain and stress without—Thy Saviour is within!

Reach forth thy hand in trust, though doubtAnd fear becloud the hour;In wounds, however deeply seared,Feel Christ, Truth's healing power,The Word that stills all error's claimsWith tenderness and might,Bringing, where darkness seemed to reign,An all-revealing light.

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