Have you a heart that once rejoiced
In Jesus Christ, God's blessed Son;
That knew the rest He sweetly voiced,
The victory for us He won ?

But cold and careless you have grown,
For selfish ease has filled your heart;
There love of worldly gain has sown
Its withering seeds with subtle art.

"Return to Me, and open wide
The door of that poor heart betrayed:
I ever live, and none beside
Can pardon, heal, and give you aid."

Have you an ear that once drank in
The melody of heavenly lays
To Him who loves us, and did win
Our wayward hearts from worldly ways ?

But Satan has been very bold,
And cast a glamour o'er this scene:
Deceived by this, your love grows cold,
And on your Lord you do not lean.

"Come now, and prove the depth and height
Of My forgiving grace and love,
And taste afresh the pure delight
Of intercourse with Me, above."

Have you an eye that e'en could see
The glorious face of Jesus shine
When once He said, "Come, follow Me,
And I will make you wholly Mine " ?

Oh, what is this that's caught your sight,
And led you into paths of sin ?
Dimmed is "the glory of that light,"
And only darkness reigns within.

" Look unto Me; I am the same
As when you heard My loving call,
And as a helpless sinner came,
To find in Me your all in all."
Have you a tongue that once could say
To sinners guilty and undone,
"Jesus, the Life, the Truth, the Way,
Is given to each repentant one" ?

What is it that has taken place,
And caused you thus to change your tone ?
Today no winning words of grace
Escape your lips, backsliding one.

" Oh, how My loving heart does grieve
To hear you vainly call Me ' Lord';
For those who serve must first ' receive
With meekness the ingrafted word.' "

Have you the feet that once did lead
In paths of peace, which mercies pave ?
While there it was your joy to feed
The Master's sheep He died to save;

But now, no longer "beautiful,"
Your feet have slow and weary grown:
Oh, let not subtle snares prevail;
Press on, " that no man take thy crown."

While grace has set the goal in view,
Redeeming and restoring love
Sufficient are to bring you through,
And welcome you to rest above.