Doors

(Rev, 3:7)

I longed to go,

But God closed fast the door;

And every day I stayed behind,

I longed to go the more.

My efforts with defeat were marred,

For who can open when He has barred?

And then at last

The appointed moment came.

Mountains dissolved before my eyes,

O blessed be His Name!

The way God moves, no mortal knows;

And when He opens, who can close?