Let Me In

Knock, knock, who's there, and art thou friend or foe? Why knockest thou at this ungodly hour? I am the Light, whose face and word you know I bring you sheaves of blossom trees in flower So many moons have passed since we last met How shall I know that it is really you? I am the Light no darkness can forget I bring you skies of bright and endless blue Why comest thou, now I am nearly old With fainting faith and blood flow slow and dry? I am the Light, returning as foretold I bring you Life, to raise you true and high How glad am I, to see you at my door Come, cast your crazy sunbeams on my floor by Gail