p. 9 | THE CHILD AT THE DOOR by Mary A. Lathbury

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Sep 5, 1895

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 21, No. 35.

THE CHILD AT THE DOOR.

By Mary A. Lathbury

“Behold, I stand at the door.” Rev. 3:20.

BY MARY A. LATHBURY.

There’s a child outside your door, Let him in. He may never pass it more— Let him in. Let a little wandering waif Find a shelter sweet and safe In the love and light of home; Let him come.

There’s a cry along your street Day by day; There’s a sound of little feet Gone astray. Open wide your guarded gate For the little ones that wait, Till a voice of love from home Bid them come.

There’s a Voice divinely sweet Calls to-day: “Will you let these little feet Stay away?” Let the lambs be homeward led, And of you it shall be said, ‘You have done it faithfully Unto Me.’”

We shall stand some solemn day At His door. Shall we hear the Master say, O’er and o’er, “Let the children all come in From a world of pain and sin; Open wide the doors of Home; Children, come”?

—Union Signal.