Oh, Brother, Don’t Harden Thy Heart

Today if the Sav­ior should call thee

His bless­ing and par­don im­part

If the voice of the Mas­ter should woo thee

Oh

bro­ther

don’t hard­en thy heart.

Oh

bro­ther

don’t hard­en thy heart;

Oh

bro­ther

don’t hard­en thy heart;

Today if thou hear­est His voice

Oh

bro­ther

don’t hard­en thy heart.

Is the Spir­it now striv­ing with­in thee?

Dost thou hear His sweet voice soft and low?

His pro­mise of par­don to give thee

And all of His bless­ings be­stow?

When thou shalt acc­ept His sal­va­tion

Then peace like a riv­er will flow;

Thy life will be hap­py and bless­èd

Thy heart will be soft as the snow.