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See mercy, mercy from on high
Descend to rebels doomed to die;
'Tis mercy free,
which knows no bound;
How sweet, how pleasant
is the sound!
Soon as the reign of sin began,
The light of mercy dawned on man,
When God announced
the blessed news,
"The woman's Seed
thy head shall bruise."
Brightly it beamed
on men forlorn,
When Christ, the holy child,
was born;
And brighter still
in splendour shone
When Jesus, dying,
cried, " 'Tis done".
Complete in power
when He arose,
And burst the bands of all His foes,
Then captive led captivity,
And took for us His seat on high.
Till we around Him
there shall throng,
This mercy shall be still our song:
For God shall every
scheme confound
Of all that seek its course to bound.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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DUSSELDORF
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