O for a Glance of Heavenly Day

O for a glance of heav­en­ly day

To take this stub­born heart away

And thaw

with beams of love di­vine

This heart

this froz­en heart of mine.

The rocks can rend; the earth can quake;

The seas can roar; the mount­ains shake:

Of feel­ing

all things show some sign

But this un­feel­ing heart of mine.

To hear the sor­rows Thou hast felt

O Lord

an ada­mant would melt:

But I can read each mov­ing line

And no­thing moves this heart of mine.

Thy judg­ments

too

which de­vils fear—

Amazing thought! un­moved I hear;

Goodness and wrath in vain com­bine

To stir this stu­pid heart of mine.

But some­thing yet can do the deed;

And that dear some­thing much I need:

Thy Spir­it can from dross re­fine

And move and melt this heart of mine.