At the end,

My very end,

Let my heart cry, “Mercy”.

Merit fails me,

As humanity touches all.

Yet Mercy beckons,

“Come be holy.”

“Be holy as I am holy.”

How but by grace?

I lie my life at the feet of Mercy.

My life bears the mark of my humanity.

I cry to Him who is Mercy.

My humanity begs divinity.

Trusting Your strong right Hand,

I call “mercy”.

I trust to Love.

My Jesus, “Mercy!”

By Joann Nelander