1 Mercy is welcome News indeed,
To those that guilty stand:
Wretches that feel what Help they need,
Will bless the helping Hand.
2 Who rightly would his Alms dispose,
Must give them to the Poor:
None but the wounded Patient knows
That Comfort of his Cure.
3 We all have sinn'd against our GOD:
Exception none can boast:
But he that feels the heaviest Load,
Will prize Forgiveness most.
4 No Reck'ning can we rightly keep;
For who the Sums can know?
Some Souls are fifty Pieces deep;
And some Five Hundred owe.
5 But let out Debts be what they may,
However great, or small;
As soon as we have nought to pay,
Our LORD forgives us all.
6 'Tis perfect Poverty alone,
That sets the Soul at large;
While we can call one Mite our own,
We have no full Discharge.
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|Title:||Mercy comes to the Miserable|