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Mercy alone can meet my case;
For mercy, Lord, I cry;
Jesus! Redeemer! show thy face
In mercy, or I die.
Save me, for none beside can save;
At thy command I tread,
With failing step, life’s stormy wave;
The wave goes o’er my head.
I perish, and my doom were just;
but wilt thou leave me? No:
I hold thee fast, my hope, my trust,
I will not let thee go.
Still sure to me thy promise stands,
And ever must abide;
Behold it written on thy hands,
And graven in thy side.
To this, this only, will I cleave,
Thy words is all my plea;
Thy words is truth, and I believe:
have mercy, Lord, on me.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Ps 6:4;
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