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Hymn VI. Mercy Christopher Smart
1771
HYMN VI.
MERCY.
O sweet — attentive to the pray'r,
Ye forward hope and stave despair;
Thro' Christ his blood divinely spill'd,
Tremendous ruin to rebuild.
5Tho' high above the great and just,
Yet thou descendest to the dust;[1]
Both to the sovereign and the slave,
Nor quitt'st the monument and grave.
O let me like the righteous die,
10And so I shall if thou art by!
The viol in thy hand uprears[2]
My Saviour's blood, my Saviour's tears.
Come, Cherub, come, possess my soul,
All wrath and bitterness controul;
15If thou thy charming pow'rs bestow,
I'll shew thee to my veriest foe.
1771
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Notes
- ↑ 6. Yet thou descendest to the dust... — "descendest" printed as "descendedst" in 1772a.
- ↑ 11. The viol in thy hand uprears… — "viol" printed as "phial" in 1772a and "vial" in 1786.
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