Lord, should'st thou weigh my righteousness <br />Or mark what I have done amiss, <br />How should thy servant stand? <br />Tho' others might, yet surely I <br />Must hide my face, nor dare to cry <br />For mercy at thy hand. <br /> <br />But thou art loth thy bolts to shoot; <br />Backward and slow to execute <br />The vengeance due to me: <br />Thou dost not willingly reprove, <br />For all the mild effects of love <br />Are center'd, Lord, in thee. <br /> <br />Shine, then, thou all-subduing light, <br />The powers of darkness put to flight <br />Nor from me ever part: <br />From earth to heaven be thou my guide, <br />And O, above each gift beside, <br />Give me an upright heart.<br /><br />Augustus Montague Toplady<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-mercy-with-thee/
