Sweet is Thy mercy, O my God!
When humbled at Thy feet,
I learn the lessons of Thy rod,
Thy mercy, Lord, is sweet.
For Thou dost not in wrath chastise,
But when I go astray,
"Return," a voice behind me cries,
"Walk here;--this is the way."
Impatient of Thine easy yoke,
If heedless yet I roam,
Some sharp affliction, with a stroke
Of kindness, warns me home.
That godly sorrow then I feel,
Which nothing can control,
Until the hand that wounded, heal,
That bruised me, make me whole.
As, at Thy word, the winds and waves
From ocean-warfare cease;
That word my soul from shipwreck saves,
Thy presence brings me peace.
"Sweet is Thy mercy, O my God!"
'Tis transport to repeat,
When Thou hast thrown aside the rod,
"Thy mercy, Lord, is sweet!"
Sacred Poems and Hymns
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|Sacred Poems and Hymns #188||Sweet is Thy mercy, O my God||Sweet is Thy mercy, O my God||James Montgomery||188.8.131.52||Psalm 9:21; Micah 6:9||1854|