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