(THIS WAS GIVEN TO ME BY A SPECIAL FRIEND)
A broken altar, Lord, Thy servant rears,
Made of a heart, and cemented with tears:
Whose parts are as Thy hand did frame;
No workman's tool hath touched the same.
A heart alone
Is such a stone,
As nothing but
Thy power doth cut.
Wherefore each part
Of my hard heart
Meets in this frame,
To praise Thy name.
That if I chance to hold my peace,
These stones to praise Thee may not cease.
O let Thy blessed sacrifice be mine,
And sanctify this altar to be thine.
A broken altar, Lord, Thy servant rears,
Made of a heart, and cemented with tears:
Whose parts are as Thy hand did frame;
No workman's tool hath touched the same.
A heart alone
Is such a stone,
As nothing but
Thy power doth cut.
Wherefore each part
Of my hard heart
Meets in this frame,
To praise Thy name.
That if I chance to hold my peace,
These stones to praise Thee may not cease.
O let Thy blessed sacrifice be mine,
And sanctify this altar to be thine.
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