Text: | The Stony Heart |
Author: | Hart |
1 O for a glance of heav'nly day,
To take this stubborn stone away;
And thaw, with beams of love divine,
This heart, this frozen heart of mine!
2 The rocks can rent, the earth can quake,
The sea can roar, the mountains shake;
Of feeling all things shew some sign,
But this unfeeling heart of mine.
3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt,
Dear Lord, an adamant would melt:
But I can reach each moving line,
And nothing moves this heart of mine.
4 Thy judgments too, unmov'd I hear,
(Amazing thought!) which devils fear:
Goodness and wrath in vain combine,
To stir this stupid heart of mine.
5 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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O for a glance of heav'nly day |
Title: | The Stony Heart |
Author: | Hart |
Meter: | L.M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Topic: | The Sensible Sinner |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |