Psalm of Mercy
My goodness next to yours is poor.
Oh how you love me to the core.
Without Christ’s rudder, I can’t see.
O Lord how I trust your mercy!
If only I was fair, like you.
Like morning air providing dew.
Like the Son of God - paid my fee.
O Lord how I trust your mercy!
When even small is plentiful.
When a kind word is wonderful.
From your presence I’ll never flee.
O Lord how I trust your mercy!
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
Kyrielle Form
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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