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[ Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here; Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair; But, thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me still keeps me alive.]

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[ Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart, Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart; Dissolved by thy goodness, I fall to the ground, And weep to the praise of the mercy I found.]

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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. 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,& pardon,& righteousness mine. 12

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BURNHAM.

The All- Sufficient Mercy of God.-Ps. lxxxix. 28; Numb. xiv. 18. ALL glory to mercy we bring,

The mercy that reigns evermore, The infinite mercy we sing, The mercy eternal adore.

The mercy converting we prize; In mercy forgiving delight; For conquering mercy we rise, We rise and triumphantly fight. 3[ And when we are wounded by sin, And scarcely a prayer can repeat, The mercy that heals us again, Is mercy transportingly sweet.] What though in the furnace we fall Free mercy the Saviour proclaims;

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