Mercy
By your finger, You have judged.
By Your Word You have condemned.
In Your heart You found compassion.
Through Your Son You have saved.
In me You now live.
by my actions You are grieved.
By my words You are hurt.
By my mind You are disgust,
but with my heart You are pleased.
So hear me, oh Ancient of days.
Wash me clean with the blood of the Son of man.
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