Author: John Berridge Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: I stand at mercy’s door Lyrics: 1 I stand at mercy’s door,
O Lord, look on me now,
A beggar knocks, exceeding poor,
And none can help but Thou.
2 Through sin, born dark I was,
Nor cared for the light,
All knowledge of Thy truth and grace,
Was banished from my sight.
3 Exceeding lame beside,
A cripple from my birth,
And need a crutch, as well a guide,
To help my ankles forth.
4 A ragged soul I am,
My breast and shoulders bare,
And nothing left to hide my shame,
But fig leaves here and there.
5 With sore disease I smart,
From pain am seldom free,
It is the evil in my heart,
My father gave it me.
6 Lord, I have told my case,
Well known to Thee before,
Let Jesus show His lovely face,
And heal up every sore.
7 Mine eyes with salve anoint,
That I may see Thy light;
And strengthen every tottering joint,
That I may walk upright.
8 My naked soul array
In Thy own righteousness;
And let Thy precious blood convey
The pledge of heav’nly peace.
9 My evil, Thou dost know,
Torments my bosom much,
But let the King of Israel show,
He cures it with a touch.
10 Some manna also bring
To feast my pilgrim days,
And Thou shalt hear a beggar sing,
And shout forth Jesus’ praise. Used With Tune: TRENTHAM Text Sources: Sion's Songs (London: Vallance & Conder, 1785)
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