1 In boundless mercy, gracious Lord, appear,
Darkness dispel, the humble mourner cheer;
Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty heart;
Cause ev'ry soul to choose the better part.
2 Thy presence fills the universal space;
Thy grace appears to all the fallen race;
O visit us with light and life divine,
Fill ev'ry souls for ev'ry soul is thine.
3 Thy blessed Jesus is my Lord, my love;
He is my King from him I would not move,
Away then all ye objects that divert,
Nor seek to draw from my dear Lord my heart.
4 That uncreated beauty which hath gain'd
My ravish'd heart, hath all your glory stain'd;
His loveliness my soul hath prepossess'd
And left no room for any other guest.