Knocking at the Door of Mercy

Verse 1

Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie, And knock at mercy's door; With heavy heart and downcast eye, Thy favor we implore.

Verse 2

On us, the vast extent display Of thy forgiving love; Take all our heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove.

Verse 3

We sink, with all this weight oppress'd, Sing down to death and hell; Oh, give our troubled spirits rest, Our num'rous fears dispel.

Verse 4

'Tis mercy, mercy we implore, We would thy bowels move; Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love.

Verse 5

Oh, for thy own, for Jesu's sake, Our many sins forgive; Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, And breaking soon relieve.

Verse 6

Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, And thy dominion own; Nor let a rival more pretend To repossess thy throne.