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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 cried, 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!
This breaks my heart of stone! This breaks my heart of stone!
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