Yet There Is Room (EN 3902)

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“Yet there is room”: the Lamb’s bright hall of song,

With its fair glory, beckons thee along;

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

2

Day is declining, and the sun is low;

The shadows lengthen, light makes haste to go;

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

3

The bridal hall is filling for the feast;

Pass in, pass in, and be the Bridegroom’s guest;

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

4

It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee!

Make haste, make haste; ’tis not too full for thee;

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

5

Yet there is room: still open stands the gate,

The gate of love; it is not yet too late:

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

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O enter in; that banquet is for thee;

That cup of everlasting joy is free;

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

7

All Heaven is there, all joy! Go in, go in;

The angels beckon thee the prize to win:

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

8

Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call;

Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal hall;

Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.

9

Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom;

Then the last low, long cry, “No room, no room!”

No room, no room! O woeful cry, “No room!”