No Room for the Saviour { No Room for the Saviour MARYLAND-Composer Unknown No Room for the Saviour } No room for the Saviour, no room in the inn, No place in its shelter, without nor within; And yet in its shadow the comrade of kine Was born in the darkness, your Saviour and mine. Not linen nor purple befitting a King, Could Mary, His mother, to Bethlehem bring. No triumphs nor heralds His birth to proclaim, But God sent His angels to tell us His name. No room for the Saviour, my heart, like an inn, Is closed to His entrance, so crowded with sin? Ah, no, Son of Mary, 'tis open for Thee, My comrade forever and ever to be.