Collection of Sacred Hymns, 1835

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair;
But, through thy free goodness, my spirits revive,
And he that first made me still keeps me alive.
 
3 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart;
Dissolv’d by the goodness I fall to the ground,
And weep to the praise of the mercy I found.
 
4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day,
To the poor and the needy who knock by the way;
No sinner shall ever be empty sent back,
Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus’s sake.
 
5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell;
Its glories I’ll sing, and its wonders I’ll tell;
’Twas Jesus, my friend, when he hung on the tree,
Who open’d the channel of mercy to me.
 
6 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own,
And the covenant love of thy crucified Son;
All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine,
Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine. [p. 98]
Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair;
But, through thy free goodness, my spirits revive,
And he that first made me still keeps me alive.
 
3 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart;
Dissolv’d by the goodness I fall to the ground,
And weep to the praise of the mercy I found.
 
4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day,
To the poor and the needy who knock by the way;
No sinner shall ever be empty sent back,
Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus’s sake.
 
5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell;
Its glories I’ll sing, and its wonders I’ll tell;
’Twas Jesus, my friend, when he hung on the tree,
Who open’d the channel of mercy to me.
 
6 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own,
And the covenant love of thy crucified Son;
All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine,
Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine. [p. 98]
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