1 All outward means, till God appears,
Will ineffectual prove;
Though much the sinner sees and hears,
He cannot learn to love.

2 But let the stoutest sinner feel
The softening warmth of grace,
Though hard as ice, or rocks, or steel,
His heart dissolves apace.

3 Feeling the blood which Jesus spilt,
To save his soul from woe,
His hatred, unbelief, and guilt,
All melt away like snow.

4 Jesus, we in thy name entreat;
Reveal thy gracious arm;
And grant thy Spirit’s kindly heat,
Our frozen hearts to warm.