Lord, in This Thy Mercy’s Day

Lord

in this Thy mer­cy’s day

Ere for us it pass away

On our knees we fall and pray.

Holy Je­sus

grant us tears

Fill us with heart search­ing fears

Ere the hour of doom ap­pears.

Lord

on us Thy Spir­it pour

Kneeling low­ly at Thy door

Ere it close for­ev­er­more.

By Thy night of ago­ny

By Thy sup­pli­cat­ing cry

By Thy will­ing­ness to die

By Thy tears of bi­tter woe

For Je­ru­sa­lem be­low

Let us not Thy peace fore­go.

Judge and Sav­ior of our race

Grant us

when we see Thy face

With Thy ran­somed ones a place.

Grant us ’neath Thy wings a place

Lest we lose this day of grace

Ere we shall be­hold Thy face.

On Thy love we rest alone

And that love shall then be known

By the par­doned

round Thy throne.