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Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule.
Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule.
The quality of mercy is not strained;
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the read more
The quality of mercy is not strained;
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest;
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown.
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above this scept'red sway;
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings;
It is an attribute to God himself,
And earthly power doth then show likest God's
When mercy seasons justice.
Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God,
My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.
Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God,
My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too. For Mercy has a human heart, Pity a human read more
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too. For Mercy has a human heart, Pity a human face, And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.
'Tis vain to flee; till gentle Mercy show
Her better eye, the farther off we go,
The read more
'Tis vain to flee; till gentle Mercy show
Her better eye, the farther off we go,
The swing of Justice deals the mightier blow.
Kerry Ellison, your name
sounds like
Kyrie Eleison*
*Kyrie Eleison means God have mercy in Greek.
Kerry Ellison, your name
sounds like
Kyrie Eleison*
*Kyrie Eleison means God have mercy in Greek.
Blessed are the merciful; for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the merciful; for they shall obtain mercy.
The corn that makes the holy bread
By which the soul of man is fed,
The holy read more
The corn that makes the holy bread
By which the soul of man is fed,
The holy bread, the food unpriced,
Thy everlasting mercy, Christ.
Sweet Mercy! to the gates of Heaven
This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven;
The rueful conflict, the read more
Sweet Mercy! to the gates of Heaven
This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven;
The rueful conflict, the heart riven
With vain endeavour,
And memory of earth's bitter leaven
Effaced forever.