All outward means, till God appears, Will ineffectual prove; Though much the sinner sees and hears, He cannot learn to love. But let the stoutest sinner feel The softening warmth of grace, Though hard as ice, or rocks, or steel, His heart dissolves apace. Feeling the blood which Jesus spilt, To save his soul from woe, His hatred, unbelief, and guilt, All melt away like snow. Jesus, we in thy name entreat; Reveal thy gracious arm; And grant thy Spirit’s kindly heat, Our frozen hearts to warm
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