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They are immobile and voiceless,
and cannot ask for the mercy of water,
those trapped caged house plants.
In the read more
They are immobile and voiceless,
and cannot ask for the mercy of water,
those trapped caged house plants.
In the winter they feel no breeze
nor are they touched by a hand which frees.
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.
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.
'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.
Who will not mercie unto others show,
How can he mercie ever hope to have?
Who will not mercie unto others show,
How can he mercie ever hope to have?
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.
Do not stand on a high pedestal and take 5 cents in your hand and say, "here, my poor man", read more
Do not stand on a high pedestal and take 5 cents in your hand and say, "here, my poor man", but be grateful that the poor man is there, so by making a gift to him you are able to help yourself.It is not the reciever that is blessed, but it is the giver.Be thankful that you are allowed to exercise your power of benevolence and mercy in the world, and thus become pure and perfect.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.
Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.
Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;
Pardon is still the nurse of second woe.
Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;
Pardon is still the nurse of second woe.
