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Being all fashioned of the self-same dust,
Let us be merciful as well as just.
Being all fashioned of the self-same dust,
Let us be merciful as well as just.
Mercy often inflicts death.
[Lat., Mortem misericors saepe pro vita dabit.]
Mercy often inflicts death.
[Lat., Mortem misericors saepe pro vita dabit.]
'Tis vain to flee; till gentle Mercy show
Her better eye, the farther off we go,
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'Tis vain to flee; till gentle Mercy show
Her better eye, the farther off we go,
The swing of Justice deals the mightier blow.
The corn that makes the holy bread
By which the soul of man is fed,
The holy read more
The corn that makes the holy bread
By which the soul of man is fed,
The holy bread, the food unpriced,
Thy everlasting mercy, Christ.
Our prayer and God's mercy are like two buckets in a well; while the one ascends the other descends.
Our prayer and God's mercy are like two buckets in a well; while the one ascends the other descends.
I would lose my way again, be led hopelessly astray again, just so I can pray again...For the mercy in read more
I would lose my way again, be led hopelessly astray again, just so I can pray again...For the mercy in you.
The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it read more
The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice bless'd; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
Sweet Mercy! to the gates of Heaven
This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven;
The rueful conflict, the read more
Sweet Mercy! to the gates of Heaven
This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven;
The rueful conflict, the heart riven
With vain endeavour,
And memory of earth's bitter leaven
Effaced forever.
The mercy that was quick in us but late,
By your own counsel is suppressed and killed.
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The mercy that was quick in us but late,
By your own counsel is suppressed and killed.
You must not dare for shame to talk of mercy;
For your own reasons turn into your bosoms
As dogs upon their masters, worrying you.
