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! 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! 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. 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. 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!