I hurried through my daily chores
And didn't stop to pray,
But a knocking sounded in my head
Did you make time for Me today?

I had so much that I must do
I pushed the thought away,
And hurried on to get things done
I've no time to pray today.

When at last my work was finished
Happy...I should have been,
But within me I felt empty
There's that knocking in my head again.

Down on my knees I dropped
With Jesus I would soar,
To answer that sweet knocking
It's Jesus at the door.

By Charlotte Anselmo