And the Lord turned, and looked upon Peter. Luke 22:61
If you know Proctor’s full name, or where to get a good photo of her or Miesse (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels), would you ?
Oh, what a world of sadness lay
In our Redeemer’s tearful eye;
It touched a chord in Peter’s heart,
And wrung from him that bitter cry.
Lord, grant Thy servants perfect faith,
To watch, to wait, and to defy;
The world of scoffers to behold,
And not like them the truth deny.
Ardent, impulsive; ready e’er
To hear the Lord of earth and sky;
Why in this dark, betrayal hour
Did he his master thus deny?
O Galilean, honored, loved!
Assailed by Satan in his might;
Why wast thou recreant to thy Lord,
Upon that sad and awful night?
Tears, bitter tears, befit thee well,
For Christ wept tears of blood for thee;
Wrestled in anguish all the night,
And dolesome was Gethsemane.
Look! Savior, look upon us now;
Oh, break our stony hearts in twain;
Supremely blest may we love the Lord,
And with Thee soon in triumph reign.