Lord of Mercy and of Might

Lord of mercy and of might,
of mankind the life and light,

Lord of mercy and of might,
of mankind the life and light,
Maker, Teacher, infinite;
Jesus, hear and save!

Who, when sin’s primeval doom
gave creation to the tomb,
didst not scorn a Virgin’s womb,
Jesus, hear and save!

Strong Creator, Savior mild,
humbled to a mortal child,
captive, beaten, bound, reviled;
Jesus, hear and save!

Throned above celestial things,
borne aloft on angels’ wings,
Lord of lords and King of kings;
Jesus, hear and save!

Soon to come to earth again,
judge of angels and of men,
hear us now, and hear us then;
Jesus, hear and save!

Reginald Heber

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