Mercy without measure
Lord, we come to you a blessed and broken people;
bringing nothing in our hands but sin and shame;
knowing keenly all the conflicts of a prideful heart
that loves its fame and hates your name.
So we come to you not counting on our merits;
clinging only to the precious cross of Christ;
where the Lion on the throne who is the Lamb of God
gave up his life in sacrifice.
There is mercy without measure in your death, Lord.
There is no other place where sinful men may hide.
And so we run to find the grace that is made ours in you.
We will live our lives where our great saviour died;
At the cross, at the cross;
at the cross, the cross of Christ.
Yet we try to live our lives each day without you;
try to find ourselves in things that fade away;
find importance in the things we do and not in you
like fools at play we run astray.
So we come to you to glory in your mercy;
come to call each other back to your great love;
come to leave behind our idols and our substitutes
and fix our love on God above.
There is mercy without measure in your death, Lord.
There is no other place where sinful men may hide.
And so we run to find the grace that is made ours in you.
We will live our lives where our great saviour died;
At the cross, at the cross;
at the cross, the cross of Christ.
There is mercy without measure in your death, Lord.
There is no other place where sinful men may hide.
And so we run to find the grace that is made ours in you.
We will live our lives where our great saviour died;
At the cross, at the cross;
at the cross, the cross of Christ.
“Have mercy on me, O God, according to your unfailing love; according to your great compassion blot out my transgressions. Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin.”
Del De La Hoyde, The Crowded House (2015)
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