354 Come in, O come! the door stands open now; 1. Come in, O come! the door stands open now; I knew Thy voice; Lord Jesus, it was Thou. The sun has set long since; the storms begin; 'Tis time for Thee, my Savior, O come in! 2. Alas, ill-ordered shows the dreary room; The household stuff lies heaped amidst the gloom, The table empty stands, the couch undressed; Ah, what a welcome for th' Eternal Guest! 3. Yet welcome, and tonight; this doleful scene Is e'en itself my cause to hail Thee in; This dark confusion e'en at once demands Thine own bright presence, Lord, and ord'ring hands. 4. I seek no more to alter things, or mend, Before the coming of so great a Friend; All were at best unseemly; and 'twere ill Beyond all else to keep Thee waiting still. 5. Come, not to find, but make this troubled heart A dwelling worthy of Thee as Thou art; To chase the gloom, the terror, and the sin: Come, all Thyself, yea come, Lord Jesus, in!