3. Hearts of Stone. 1 HEARTS of stone, relent, relent, 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; Trample on his precious blood? No! with all my sins I'll part, Savior, take my broken heart. word are "Mer-cy, O thou son of David!" Thus the blind Bartimeus pray'd; "Others by thy saved, Now to me af ford thine aid." · 4. Bartimeus. 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; Till the gracious Savior bid him, "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, 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." |