Hast Thou No Room Within Thy Heart,
Where Jesus May Abide ?
And Canst Thou Say To Him, Depart
Who For Thee Bled And Died ?

Oh Yes, There’s Room Within My Heart,
There’s Room, O Lord, For Thee
Come In, And Never More Depart
Come In ; Abide With Me

No Room For Him Whose Glory Light,
In Lowly Manger Laid,
Shone Forth In Heavenly Mansions Bright,
Before The Worlds Were Made !

I Will, O Lord, Unbar The Door !
No Longer Stand Outside
But Come Within, And Evermore
In My Poor Heart Abide.

Abide With Me ; Through All My Days
Thy Presence Be My Light
Then Shall My Mouth Show Forth Thy Praise,
And I Shall Walk Aright.

When Comes At Last The Judgment-Day,
And I Thy Face Shall See,
What Joy Supreme To Hear Thee Say,
Come In ! There’s Room For Thee.