OUTSIDE THE GATE | AdventAI

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Mar 11, 1873

OUTSIDE THE GATE.

“Him that comes unto me, I will in no wise cast out.”

I stood outside the gate, A poor wayfaring child; Within my heart there beat A tempest loud and wild. A fear oppressed my soul, That I might be too late; And oh! I trembled sore, And prayed, outside the gate.

“Mercy!” I loudly cried; “Oh! give me rest from sin!” “I will,” a voice replied, And Mercy let me in. She bound my bleeding wounds; She soothed my aching head; She eased my burdened soul, And bore the load instead.

In Mercy’s guise, I knew The Saviour long abused; Who often sought my heart, And wept when I refused. Oh! what a blest return For ignorance and sin! I stood outside the gate, And Jesus let me in!