Gadsby #11

11 11s J. Stocker
Singing of Mercy. Ps. 89. 1; Rom. 15. 9

Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue;
Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last,
Has won my affections, and bound my soul fast.

Thy mercy, in Jesus, exempts me from hell;
Its glories I’ll sing, and its wonders I’ll tell;
’Twas Jesus, my Friend, when he hung on the tree,
Who opened the channel of mercy for me.

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

[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.]

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.

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, and pardon, and righteousness mine.

Songs like these present a picture of what it means to be a mature Christian. For example, the first verse expresses the proper exultation one engages in when they praise God for His free grace, but often we may find we have a different "theme of my song" and "boast of my tongue". Nevertheless, when we sing hymns like this, we express both the picture of Christian maturity and the desire to mature further.

This hymn wonderfully depicts the blessed benefits of God's mercy.
Mercy makes us exult.
Mercy saves us from hell.
Mercy sustains us in a sin-wrecked world.
Mercy demolishes and reshapes hard hearts.
Mercy is free.
Mercy is wrapped up in God's covenantel steadfast love.

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