Just so—Jesus—raps lyrics

by

Emily Dickinson


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Just so—Jesus—raps
He—doesn't weary
Last—at the Knocker
And first—at the Bell
Then—on divinest tiptoe—standing
Might He but spy the lady's soul
When He—retires
Chilled—or weary
It will be ample time for—me
Patient—upon the steps—until then
Hears! I am knocking—low at thee
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