734. The Lord's Supper

1 Lord, who can hear of all thy woe,
Thy groans and dying cries,
And not feel tears of sorrow flow,
And sighs of pity rise?

2 Much harder than the hardest stone
That man’s hard heart must be;
Alas! dear Lord, with shame we own
That just such hearts have we.

3 The symbols of thy flesh and blood
Will (as they have been oft)
With unrelenting hearts be viewed,
Unless thou make them soft.

4 Dissolve these rocks; call forth the stream,
Make every eye a sluice;
Let none be slow to weep for him
Who wept so much for us.

5 And while we mourn, and sing, and pray,
And feed on bread and wine,
Lord, let thy quickening Spirit convey
The substance with the sign.

Text Information
First Line: Lord, who can hear of all thy woe
Title: The Lord's Supper
Author: Hart
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
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