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Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song

Hymnal: A New Selection of Hymns; designed for the use of conference meetings, private circles, and congregations, as a supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and Hymns #49(94) (1812) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song; The joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue: Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy free mercy I could not live here; Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair: But, thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 3 Whene'er I mistake, thy kind mercy begins To melt me and then I can mourn for my sins; And, led by the Spirit to Jesus's blood, My sorrows are dry'd and my strength is renew'd. 4 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart; Dissolv'd by thy sun-shine, I fall to the ground And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 5 Thy mercy is endless, most tender and free; No sinner need doubt, since 'tis given to me; No merit will buy it, nor fears stop its course; Good works are the fruits of its freeness and force. 6 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell; Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell; 'Twas Jesus my friend when he hung on the tree, That open'd the channel of mercy for me. 7 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And covenant love of thy crucified Son; All praise to the Spirit whose witness divine Seals mercy and pardon, and righteousness MINE. Scripture: Psalm 89 Languages: English

The Mercy of God

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #XV (1792) First Line: Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song Lyrics: 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song, The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last Hath won my affections and bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair; But, thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 3 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart Dissolv'd by thy goodness, I fall to the ground And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day To th' poor and the needy, who knock by the way; No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus's sake. 5 Thy mercy is endless, most tender and free; No sinner need doubt, since 'tis given to me; No merit will buy it, nor fears stop its course; Good works are the fruits of its freeness and force. 6 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell; Its glories I'll sing: and its wonders I'll tell: 'Twas Jesus my friend when he hung on the tree That open'd the channel of mercy for me. 7 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And covenant love of thy crucify'd son: All praise to the spirit whose whisper divine Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine. Topics: God; Mercy of God Scripture: Psalm 89:1 Languages: English

The Mercy of God

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #IX (1799) First Line: Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song Lyrics: 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song, The joy of my heart & the boast of my tongue; Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections & bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy free mercy I could not live here Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair; But, thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 3 Thy mercy surpasses the sin of my heart Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart, Dissolv'd by thy goodness, I fall to the ground And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day to the needy and poor, who knock by the way; No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus' dear sake. 5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell; Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell: 'Twas Jesus the friend when he hung on the tree That open'd the channel of mercy for me. 6 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And covenant love of thy crucify'd son: All praise to the spirit, whose action divine Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine. Topics: God His mercy; God His mercy Scripture: Psalm 89:1 Languages: English

The Mercy of God

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #IX (1802) First Line: Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song Lyrics: 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song, The joy of my heart & the boast of my tongue; Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections & bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy free mercy I could not live here Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair; But, thro' thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 3 Thy mercy surpasses the sin of my heart Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart, Dissolv'd by thy goodness, I fall to the ground And weep to the praise of the mercy I found. 4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day to the needy and poor, who knock by the way; No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus' dear sake. 5 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell; Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell: 'Twas Jesus the friend when he hung on the tree That open'd the channel of mercy for me. 6 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And covenant love of thy crucify'd son: All praise to the spirit, whose action divine Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine. Topics: God His mercy; God His mercy Scripture: Psalm 89:1 Languages: English

The Mercy of God

Author: Mrs. Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #11 (1844) Meter: 11.11.11.11 First Line: Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song Lyrics: 1 Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song, The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue; Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Has won my affections, and bound my soul fast. 2 Thy mercy, in Jesus, exempts me from hell; Its glories I’ll sing, and its wonders I’ll tell; ’Twas Jesus, my Friend, when he hung on the tree, Who opened the channel of mercy for me. 3 [Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here; Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair; But, through thy free goodness, my spirits revive, And he that first made me still keeps me alive.] 4 [Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart, Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart; Dissolved by thy goodness, I fall to the ground, And weep to the praise of the mercy I found.] 5 The door of thy mercy stands open all day, To the poor and the needy, who knock by the way. No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus’s sake. 6 Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own, And the covenant love of thy crucified Son; All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine. Topics: The Perfections of God Languages: English