8,8,8,4 tr., John Brownlie I O Lord of Life, when mortals call, And freedom seek from earthly thrall, Hear Thou in heaven and save us all, In mercy, Lord. II O Full of Mercy, when we groan, Because of sin our spirits own, Hear, who for sinners didst atone, In mercy, Lord. III O Full of Pity, when we bear To Thy blest feet our cankering care, Take of our weary load a share, In mercy, Lord. IV O Full of Grace! when sufferers tell The grief Thou knowest, Lord, so well, Come, with the broken-hearted dwell, In mercy, Lord. V When, lured by hope, our spirits rise To where Thou beckonest from the skies; Then, be eternal life the prize, In mercy, Lord. |