He Is Knocking Poem by Afouse Neyinda

he who bore our load
of sin as he knocks
and ask permission


sinners will you let
him in
room for pleasure room
for buisness


but for christ the crucified
not a place that he can enter
in your heart

for wcich he died
have you any tme for him
as in grace he calls again


o today is time
for tomorrow you may call in vain



room and time now
give to him soon will
pass away the day of grace

thy heart left cold
and silent and thy
savior pleeding cease