What Sin Hath Done

Verse 1

Hearts of stone, relent, relent! Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; See his body, mangled, rent, Covered with a gore of blood; Sinful soul, what has thou done? Murdered God's eternal Son!

Verse 2

Yes, our sins have done the deed, Drove the nails that fixed him there; Crowned with thorns his sacred head, Pierced him with a soldier's spear; Made his soul a sacrifice; For a sinful world he dies.

Verse 3

Will you let him die in vain? Still to death pursue your Lord? Open tear his wounds again, Trample on his precious blood? No! with all my sins I'll part: Saviour, take my broken heart.