Thy Mercy, Lord, Is in the Heav’ns

Thy mer­cy

Lord

is in the heav’ns;

Thy truth doth reach the clouds;

Thy jus­tice is like mount­ains great;

Thy judg­ments deep as floods.

Lord

Thou pre­serv­est man and beast;

How pre­cious is Thy grace!

Therefore in sha­dow of Thy wings

Men’s sons their trust shall place.

They with the fat­ness of Thy house

Shall be well sa­tis­fied;

From rivers of Thy plea­sure Thou

Wilt drink to them pro­vide.

Because of life the fount­ain pure

Remains alone with Thee;

And in that pur­est light of Thine

We clear­ly light shall see.