If I could find the oldest heart,
That longest has withstood
The wooings of Almighty love, —
My Savior could and would
Forgive the awful life of sin,
And take the aged offender in—
My Savior could and would.
If I could find the hardest heart,
Receiving only good,
And yet returning only ill—
My Savior could and would,
With one sweet glance of patient love
The hardened rebel's spirit move—
My Savior could and would.
If I could find the coldest heart
And in its coldest mood,
A stone beneath the brooding wings—
My Savior could and would
Put warmth into the icy thing,
And give it life and give it wing—
My Savior could and would.
If dark despair had sealed the heart,
And like a sentry stood,
And cried, "Life is impossible!”
My Savior could and would —
He could give life, for He has died;
He would give life, though all denied—
My Savior could and would.
My heart is charmed to sing this song;
And if perchance it should
Prove music to a hopeless one,
My Savior could and would
That hopeless one this hour forgive,
If but God's message he believe—
My Savior could and would.