Even at the Door

The com­ing King is at the door

Who once the cross for sin­ners bore;

But now the right­eous ones alone

He comes to ga­ther home.

At the door

at the door

At the door

yes

ev­en at the door;

He is com­ing

He is com­ing

He is ev­en at the door.

The signs that show His com­ing near

Are fast ful­fill­ing year by year

And soon we’ll hail the glo­rious dawn

Of Heav’n’s eter­nal morn.

Look not on earth for strife to cease;

Look not be­low for joy and peace

Until the Sav­ior comes again

To ban­ish death and sin.

Then in the glo­rious earth made new

We’ll dwell the count­less ages through;

This mor­tal shall im­mor­tal be

And time

eter­ni­ty.