Show mercy, Lord, reveal thy power

Verse 1

Show mercy Lord, reveal thy pow'r: Turn thy afflicting hand; That much desired peace restore, To this, our wretched land.

Verse 2

We have offended thee, our God! Our crimes are very great; Sedition, war, and shedding blood, Deserves to be our fate.

Verse 3

Long have thine offers been deni'd; In vain thy calls have been; Well we deserve to be destroy'd, And perish in our sin.

Verse 4

Our enemies with all their hosts, Invade us ev'ry where; They trouble us in all our coasts And fill our land with fear.

Verse 5

What numbers of our fellow-men Become a prey to death; When in the field of battle slain, And there resign their breath.

Verse 6

Whilst others are swept off the stage, By various complaints, Which, in our guilty camps do rage' And hurries them from hence.

Verse 7

What sorrows, troubles, griefs and woes In ev'ry place abound; What numbers of our cruel foes Compass us all around.

Verse 8

We grieve to see the great distress, The present times have made; Poor widows, helpless, fatherless, Without support or aid.

Verse 9

Have mercy gracious God! we pray, Lord, hear the cries we make; O! cast us not from thee away, Spare us for Jesus' sake.