| Thou didst leave Thy
Throne |
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| Tune: |
Margaret |
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| Metre: |
Irregular |
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Thou
didst leave Thy throne
And Thy kingly crown
When Thou camest to earth for me,
But in
Bethlehem
’s home
Was there found no room
For Thy holy nativity:
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
Heaven’s
arches rang
When the angels sang
Proclaiming Thy royal degree:
But of lowly birth
Cam’st Thou, Lord, on earth,
And in great humility:
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus;
There is room in my heart for Thee.
The
foxes found rest,
And the bird its nest,
In the shade of the forest tree;
But Thy couch was the sod,
O Thou Son of God,
In the deserts of Galilee:
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus;
There is room in my heart for Thee.
Thou
camest, O Lord,
With the living Word
That should set Thy people free,
But, with mocking scorn,
And
with crown of thorn
They
bore Thee to
Calvary
:
O
come to my heart, Lord Jesus;
There
is room in my heart for Thee.
When
heaven’s arches ring,
And her choirs shall sing,
At Thy coming to victory,
Let Thy voice call me home,
Saying,’Yet there is room,
There is room at my side for thee!’
And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,
When Thou comest and callest for me.
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