MERCY

Now I have found the ground wherein

Sure, my soul's anchor may remain--

The wounds of Jesus, for my sin,

Before the world's foundation slain;

Whose mercy shall unshaken stay

When heaven and earth are fled away.

Father, Thine everlasting love

Our scanty thought surpasses far,

Thy heart still melts with tenderness,

Thy arms of love still open are;

Returning sinners to receive

That mercy they may taste and live.

O Love, Thou bottomless abyss,

My sins are swallowed up in thee!

Covered is my unrighteousness,

Nor spot of guilt remains on me,

While Jesus blood, through earth and skies

Mercy, free, boundless mercy cries!

With faith I plunge me in this sea,

Here is my hope, my joy, my rest.

Hither, when hell assails, I flee,

I look into my Savior's breast.

Away, sad doubt and anxious fear!

Mercy is all that's written there.

Mercy is all that's written there.

J. A. Rothe, trans. by John Wesley.