Album: This Breaks My Heart of Stone
Jesus let thy pitying eye
Call back a wandering sheep.
False to Thee like Peter, I
Would fain, like Peter, weep.
Let me be by grace restored;
On me be all it's freeness shown
Turn and look upon me Lord;
And break my heart of stone
And break my heart of stone.
Savior, Prince, enthroned above,
Repentance to impart,
Give me, through Thy dying love,
The humble, contrite heart;
Give what I have long implored,
A portion of Thy love unknown;
Turn, and look upon me, Lord,
And break my heart of stone.
And break my heart of stone.
Look, as when Thy pitying eye
Was closed that we might live;
“Father,” at the point to die
My Savior cryed, “forgive!”
Surely, with that dying word,
He turns, and looks, and cries, “'Tis done!”
O my bleeding, loving Lord,
This breaks my heart of stone!
This breaks my heart of stone!
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