Text: | Father of mercies! send thy grace |
Author: | Doddridge |
1 Father of mercies! send thy grace,
All-powerful from above,
To form, in our obedient souls,
The image of thy love.
2 Oh, may our sympathizing breasts
The generous pleasure know,
Kindly to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' woe!
3 When the most helpless sons of grief
In low distress are laid,
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,
And swift our hands to aid.
4 So Jesus looked on dying men,
When throned above the skies;
And 'mid the embraces of his God,
He felt compassion rise.
5 On wings of love the Saviour flew,
To raise us from the ground,
And made the richest of his blood
A balm for every wound.
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First Line: | Father of mercies! send thy grace |
Author: | Doddridge |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
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Topic: | The Christian Church: Fellowship; Brotherly Kindness |