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3. Hearts of Stone.
1 HEARTS of stone, relent, relent,
Break, by Jesus' cross subdued ;
Cover'd with a gore of blood,
2 Yes, our sins have done the deed,
Drove the nails that fix'd him there
Pierced him with a soldier's spear;
3 Will you let him die in vain,
Still to death pursue your Lord ; Open tear his wounds again,
Trample on his precious blood ? No! with all my sins I'll part, Savior, take my broken heart.
1 “MERCY, O thou son of David !"
Thus the blind Bartimeus pray'd; “ Others by thy word are saved,
Now to me afford thine aid."
2 Many for his crying chid him,
But he call'd the louder still;
Come, and ask me what you will." 3 Money was not what he wanted,
Though by begging used to live;
Alms which none but he could give. 4 “Lord, remove this grievous blindness,
Let my eyes behold the day !" Straight he saw, and won by kindness,
Follow'd Jesus in the way.
5 Now, methinks, I hear him praising,
Publishing to all around;
What a Savior I have found !
6 “Oh! that all the blind but knew him,
And would be advised by me ! Surely they would hasten to him,
He would cause them all to see.”