Thou Didst Leave Thy Throne And Thy
Kingly Crown,
When Thou Earnest To Earth For Me ;
But In Bethlehem’s Home Was There
Found No Room For Thy Holy Nativity
Oh, Come To My Heart, Lord Jesus !
There Is Room In My Heart For Thee ;
Oh, Come To My Heart, Lord Jesus, Come !
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

The Foxes Found Rest, And The Birds
Had Their Nest
In The Shade Of The Forest Tree ;
But Thy Couch Was The Sod, O Thou
Son Of God,
In The Deserts Of Galilee

Thou Earnest, 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:
Oh, Come To My Heart, Lord Jesus !
Thy Cross Is My Only Plea ;
Oh, Come To My Heart, Lord Jesus, Come!
Thy Cross Is My Only Plea.

When Heaven’s Arches Shall 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.
His Life And Love