The Innkeeper

A wandering pair

set course one day

to find their home

for census pay

A place of refuge

for baby born

One who'd be King

from God was sworn

To innkeeper knocked

who had no room

rejected pair

now filled with gloom

“I'm busy, angry

let me be

I have no room

within for thee”

Said innkeeper he

to couple fair

to give this birth

did not know where

Yet stable found

they manger bed

where birth was giv'n

for He instead

The Son of Grace

for all did come

the world to save

from sin's death sum

and to your heart

His knock aloud

yet sometimes faint

for ones not proud

To innkeeper souls

persistent speech

of saving grace

from this great King

“I'm busy, angry

let me be

I have no room

within for thee”

“My life too busy

don't you see

I have no room

for such as He”

“My heart tis full

and left no room

for Him to enter

my life's womb”

Reject Him not

thou innkeeper fair

lest you be left

with sin to bear

With judgment of

eternal doom

for thou who didst

not have Him room