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1 Depth of mercy! can there be
Mercy still reserv'd for me?
Can my God his wrath forbear?
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
2 I have long withstood his grace:
Long provok'd him to his face;
Would not hearken to his calls;
Griev'd him by a thousand falls.
3 Kindled His relentings are,
Me he now delights to spare,
Cries, "How shall I give thee up?"
Lets the lifted thunder drop.
4 There for me the Saviour stands,
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands:
God is love! I know, I feel!
Jesus weeps, but loves me still!
5 Jesus answer from above:
Is not all thy nature love?
Wilt thou not the wrong forget?
Suffer me to kiss thy feet?
6 Now incline me to repent!
Let me now my fall lament!
Now my foul revolt deplore!
Weep, believe, and sin no more.
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First Line: | Depth of mercy! can there be |
Meter: | P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
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Topic: | Christian experience: Backslider returning; Is his mercy clean gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore? |