Mercy’s Vessel

When this poor sinner stands at last

Perfected as a son

I’ll praise my God for many things

But most what mercy’s done.

While far from God and dead in sin

Rich mercy did abound;

I did not ask or seek for God

But yet my Lord I found.

I’m mercy’s vessel

this I know

For God has chosen me;

The riches of His glory shall

Thus manifested be.

Not him who wills can follow now

This way as yet unknown;

Not him who runs can yet pursue

But to whom mercy’s shown.

My Father’s lovingkindness

’tis

That I am not consumed—

For His compassions never fail;

Each morning they are new.

Through His compassions day by day

I give myself to be

Transformed and built with other saints

Christ’s Body thus to see.