" Yet there is room ! " The Lamb's bright hall of song, With its fair glory, beckons thee along :
Room, room, still room ! Oh, enter, enter now !
2. Day is declining, and the sun is low ; The shadows lengthen, light makes haste to go.
3. The bridal hall is filling for the feast ; Pass in ! pass in ! and be the Bridegroom's guest :
4. It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee ! Make haste, make haste ! 'tis not too full for thee !
5. Yet there is room ! still open stands the gate----- The gate of love; it is not yet too late :
6. Pass in ! pass in ! That banquet is for thee : That cup of everlasting love is free ;
7. All heaven is there ! all joy ! Go in, go in ! The angels beckon thee the prize to win :
8. Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call : Come, lingerer, come ! enter that festal hall :
9. Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom : Then the last, low, long cry, " No room, no room ! "
10. No room, no room ! Oh, woful cry !----- " No room ! "