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<h2>YET THERE IS ROOM</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Yet there is room.” Luke 14:22</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td align="center" width="157"><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_b_o_bonar_h.jpg" alt="Horatius Bonar (1808-1889)" width="104.666666666667" height="138"><br>
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<span class="cou">Courtesy of Free Church of Scotland</span></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_o_bonar_h.html" target="_blank">Horatius Bonar</a>, <em>The Song of the New Creation</em>, 1872.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Cantus,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_u_burnap_uc.html" target="_blank">Uzziah Christopher Burnap</a>, 1895 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_c_a_cantus.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>“Yet there is room”: the Lamb’s bright hall of song,<br>
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With its fair glory, beckons thee along;<br>
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Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.</p>
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<p>Day is declining, and the sun is low;<br>
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The shadows lengthen, light makes haste to go;<br>
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Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.</p>
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<p>The bridal hall is filling for the feast;<br>
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Pass in, pass in, and be the Bridegroom’s guest;<br>
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Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.</p>
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<p>It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee!<br>
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Make haste, make haste; ’tis not too full for thee;<br>
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Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.</p>
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<p>O enter in; that banquet is for thee;<br>
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That cup of everlasting joy is free;<br>
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Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.</p>
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<p>All heaven is there, all joy! Go in, go in;<br>
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The angels beckon thee the prize to win:<br>
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Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.</p>
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<p>Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call;<br>
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Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal hall;<br>
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Room, room, still room! O enter, enter now.</p>
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<p>Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom;<br>
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Then the last low, long cry, “No room, no room!”<br>
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No room, no room! O woeful cry, “No room!”</p>
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