Mercy Falls

I wrote the following poem this summer, sitting on a rock outcrop at the edge of a mountain lake in the Colorado wilderness, as rain lightly pelted the surface of the water...

Mercy falls afresh from heaven
Yet again on this dark frame
Bringing light to wretched wanderings
Drops of hope to guide my way
Beams of love cut through my pride
Leaving vacant empty lusts
He fills all my hope and treasure
May I ever in Thee trust

Wash me Lord that I might seek you
Turn me from myself and sin
My heart is wicked ever running
Draw me home to Your embrace
May Your majesty ever pierce me
Consuming fire to my sin
Living water come to meet me
May I never thirst again

In your mercy I would linger
Ever to behold your face
Christ’s atoning work my treasure
The best of love amazing grace