My business lies at jesus' gate Where many a lazar (beggar) comes And here I seek and here I wait For mercy's falling crumbs The lord I hear the hungry feeds And cheers the souls distressed He loves to bind up broken reeds And heal a bleeding breast His name is jesus full of grace Which draws me to his door And will not jesus show his face And bring his gospel store? Supplies of every grace I want And each day want supply And if no grace the lord will grant I must lie down and die I must lie down and die