Plead all you want to a heart of stone,
There’s no way it’ll ever love you.
Offer up the finer things,
Greed hates them
When they’ve lost the “new”.
What’s needed here resides outside;
Lift out the stone.
And in its place,
A heart of flesh from God replace.
It’s easy for a heart of stone
To love those things it calls its own.
But love like God’s is foreign ground.
To the heart whose beat makes not a sound.