Mercy

Mercy never began to be;
But from Eternity was;
It will never cease to be:
Forever His mercy flows,
Even to the deepest parts,
Of our desparation and need;
As the balming Oil of Joy;
And the boundless grandure,
Of God's love and compassion:
For all the paths of the Lord,
Are mercy, and truth;
And His mercy,
Shall compass about them
That love and trust in Him.