Have I a heart of stone, So cold and dark within, That I can view the Saviour In anguish for my sin? And never sorrow feel For all he sacrificed? Have I a Heart of stone? To watch the bleeding Christ? Have I no eyes to see? That I can Stand so near, And watch the saviour wounded, But never shed a tear? Can I but coldly gaze Upon his painful loss Have I no eyes to see God's lamb upon the cross? (Instumental) As I behold the blood And view the Crucified, The piercing thought o'ewhelms me, 'Twas for my sin he died Lord make my soul to feel Thy suff'ring on the tree Lord, break this heart of stone. Lord, make my eyes to see.