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78. Lord, at thy mercy seat

1. Lord, at thy mercy seat,
Humbly I fall;
Pleading thy promise sweet,
Lord, hear my call;
Now let thy work begin,
Oh, make me pure within;
Cleanse me from every sin,
Jesus, my all.

2. Hark! how the words of love
Tenderly fall,
Ere to the realms above,
Heard is my call;
Now every doubt has flown,
Broken my heart of stone;
Lord, I am thine alone,
Jesus, my all.

3. Still at thy mercy seat,
Humbly I fall;
Pleading thy promise sweet,
Heard is my call;
Faith wings my soul to thee,
This all my hope shall be,
Jesus has died for me,
Jesus, my all.

Text Information
First Line: Lord, at thy mercy seat
Author: F. C. Van Alstyne
Publication Date: 1888
Tune Information
Name: MILDRED
Composer: Chas. Edw. Pollock
Meter: 6s, 4s.
Key: A♭ Major



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