And Then the Savior Turned

And then the Sav­ior turned

On Pe­ter gaz­ing

A look di­vine

and yearned

With love amaz­ing.

Swiftly to Pe­ter’s face

The shame came leap­ing;

He had de­nied such grace

And went forth weep­ing.

Lord Je­sus

look on me

Thy kind face turn­ing;

My soul with ago­ny

Of sin is burn­ing.

The way is long

I find

My weak steps fall­ing:

O turn

to my dark mind

Thy grace re­call­ing.

Oft

oft with con­trite eyes

I gaze to Heav­en;

Then

at Thy look arise

In tears

for­giv­en.