All Soul alone, welcome and trust Him

The God of thy Fathers above thee doth stand,

Holding outstrectched His gentle right hand;

Awaken! extend greeting to one so dear,

Let Him not feel lack of welcome near,

Let Him not stand knocking at any door;

Open, oh, open to such Truth, and abhor

To doubt when Christ calls unto thee

Though His voice is gentle, of soft and low tone

It has power to penetrate even a stone;

Yet He desires that mortal should hear Him

All Soul alone, welcome and trust Him

Receiving Him gladly by their own free will.

Clifford (Spirit)