Monday, 18 April 2016

1652 Adore, my soul, the mercy of the Lord, O my heart, rejoice wholly in Him,

Because for this you have been chosen by Him, To spread the glory of his mercy. His goodness no one has fathomed, no one can measure, His compassion is untold. Every soul that approaches Him experiences this. He will shield her and clasp her to His merciful bosom. Happy the soul that has trusted in Your goodness And has abandoned herself completely to Your mercy. 362 Her soul is filled with the peace of love You defend her everywhere as Your own child. O soul, whoever you may be in this world, Even if your sins were as black as night, Do not fear God, weak child that you are, For great is the power of God's mercy.