Words by: Joseph Hart
Music by: Bobby Krier
The rocks can rend; the earth can quake;
The seas can roar; the mountains shake:
Of feeling, all things show some sign,
But this callous heart of mine.
To hear the sorrows Thou hast felt,
O Lord, “an adamant” would melt:
But I can read each moving line,
And nothing moves this heart of mine.
O for a, glance of heavenly day,
To take this stubborn heart away,
And thaw with, beams of love divine,
This heart, this frozen heart of mine.
Thy judgments, too, which devils fear
Amazing thought! Unmoved I hear;
Goodness and wrath, in vain combine
To stir this stupid heart of mine.
But something yet can do the deed;
And that dear something much I need:
Thy Spirit can from dross refine,
And move and melt this heart of mine.