Mercy, Lord, grace bestow
Let now our guilt be lifted
God on whom our souls must hope
Let now our hearts be mended
God from whom our pardon comes
God whom our sins offended

Mercy, Lord, hear our prayer
Paupers are we and blind men
Empty hands, broken hearts
Naked of all possession
What have we to offer Thee?
Naught but a poor confession

Mercy, Lord of suffering love,
Savior for sinners given
Pierced by our own guilty hands
Wounded for our transgression
Risen Lamb, we look to Thee
Trust in your great compassion