I WOULD choose to be a door-keeper In the House of the Lord Rather than lords and ladies In satin on the sward. To draw the bolts for the white souls Would be my rich reward: And I the happy door-keeper In the House of the Lord. Of all troop in not one goes out From the House of the Lord, Those who have won from sin and death, From age and grief abhorred. There is more room within its courts Than palaces afford; So great it is and spacious In the House of the Lord. They come with shining faces To the House of the Lord; The broken hearts and weary That life has racked and scored: They come hurrying and singing To sit down at His board; They are young and they are joyful In the House of the Lord. There are lilies and daisies In the House of the Lord. The lover meets his lover With a long, long regard. The mothers find the children, Strayed from their watch and ward. Oh, the meetings and the greetings In the House of the Lord! I would be a humble door-keeper In the House of the Lord, Where the courts are white and shining In the Light of the Word. When the saved souls come trooping For the gates to be unbarred, Oh, blessed is the door-keeper In the House of the Lord! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 2 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI GETHSEMANE by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS IN AN ANCIENT LAND by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE SANDY STAR: 3. EXIT by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 33 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT UPON .. FIRST TWO BOOKS OF GONDIBERT by ABRAHAM COWLEY TO A FRIEND WHOM I HAD NOT SEEN SINCE MY CHILDHOOD by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |