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No Room for Jesus

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 9, 1862

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 20, No. 15.

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No Room for Jesus.

BECAUSE there was no room for them at the inn.—Luke ii, 7.
In this great caravansary, that forms man's resting place on his way from eternity to eternity, there is room for every interest but religion—for every friend but Christ.—Sermon.
Ah! little knew they of the guest immortal, Who sought the inn at Bethlehem that day, When, from the cold inhospitable portal, The virgin mother sadly turned away.
The Roman's pride, the Pharisee's ambition, Soldier and priest, might easy entrance win, But Christ in vain entreated for admission— There was no room for Jesus in the inn.
No room for Jesus! and the same strange story Is spoken still by the same human race; Still dying sinners meet the Lord of glory With homes and hearts too full to give him place.
Minds, in whose spacious chambers, earthly learning Usurps the kingdom heavenly wisdom claims; Majestic wills, that endless glories spurning, Chain down their energies to trivial aims.
Hearts, large enough to taste seraphic pleasures, Created God's eternal love to gain, That pour upon the world unworldly treasures, These are the thresholds where Christ stands in vain.
No room for Jesus! There is never wanted Room for the high, the wealthy, or the great; Unasked, unsought, a place to them is granted— Only Emanuel must knock, and wait.
No room for Jesus, when the hope of heaven Enters no door his foot-prints have not trod, When he alone to mortal man has given Room in the holy Paradise of God!
No room for Jesus! Let the world take warning, Lest it be called to hear its final doom, And in the solemn resurrection morning, It stands at heaven's gate to find "no room."
No room for Jesus! Lord, assert thy power— Cast out all claimants that oppose thy grace; We would not live without thy love an hour— Earth is a desert, till thou show'st thy face.
O! only Saviour, all our idols leaving, We yield Thee room within our fullest love; Thy gracious word of promise still believing, That Thou preparest room for us above.
No room for Jesus! Terrible and dreary Would be a life, a death, by Thee unblessed. Dwell in us here, and give our spirits weary, Room with Thee, Lord, in thy eternal rest.