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