William Preston Johnston - Peter the Denier lyrics

THE King of Glory took the cup of shame And pressed it to his lips. By one betrayed, All the Apostles, who had in His Name Wrought miracles, fled from him sore afraid. But Peter followed, though afar, and stayed Outside the throng and yet within the court, Dazed with tumultuous terrors, when a maid Spied him , and cried, "Thou, too, make thy report, Thou Nazarene!" He cursed, yea, he denied With oaths that he was of them, or even knew The Man of Sorrows shortly to be tried, Thus thrice e'er dawn; and when the co*k twice crew, He was aware and wept. O human heart, How strong, how weak, how wonderful thou art!