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MOTHER OF MERCY

Mother of Mercy, day by day

My love of thee

grows more and more;

Thy gifts are strewn up on my way,

Like sands upon

the great seashore.

Frederick W Faber (1814-1863)

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MOTHER OF MERCY

Though poverty

and work and woe

The masters of my life may be,

When times are worst,

who does not know,

Darkness is light

with love of thee?

Frederick W Faber (1814-1863)

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MOTHER OF MERCY

But scornful men

have coldly said

Thy love was leading

me from God;

And yet in this

I did but tread,

The very path my Saviour trod.

Frederick W Faber (1814-1863)

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MOTHER OF MERCY

They know but little

of thy worth

Who speak these heartless

words to me;

For what did Jesus love on earth

One half so tenderly

as thee?

Frederick W Faber (1814-1863)

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MOTHER OF MERCY

Get me the grace to

love thee more;

Jesus will give if

thou wilt plead;

And, Mother, when

life's cares are o'er,

Oh, I shall love then indeed.

Frederick W Faber (1814-1863)

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MOTHER OF MERCY

Jesus, when His three hours

were run,

Bequeath’d thee from

the cross to me;

And O! how can I love thy Son,

Sweet Mother!

if I love not thee?

Frederick W Faber (1814-1863)

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