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.
Oh, let thy blessed SACRIFICE be mine,
And sanctify this ALTAR to be thine.
