Lord, Bless our enemies; have mercy upon them, may they turn their course and let us alone, and let us live in peace at our homes in our own native land.
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God Bless Our Native Land
God bless our native land,
Land of the newly free,
Oh may she ever stand
For truth and liberty.
God bless our native land,
Where sleep our kindred dead,
Let peace at thy command
Above their graves be shed.
God help our native land,
Bring surcease to her strife,
And shower from thy hand
A more abundant life.
God bless our native land,
Her homes and children bless,
Oh may she ever stand
For truth and righteousness.
poem by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
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Mercy, Mercy Me
Woo ah, mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east
Woo mercy, mercy me, mercy father
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas, fish full of mercury
Ah oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Radiation under ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
Oh, na na...
My sweet Lord... No
My Lord... My sweet Lord
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Psalm 25
To you oh Lord I lift up my soul
And of you I shall never be ashamed
And all the day long I shall wait on you
And all of my enemies shall be tamed
Forgive me oh Lord, in your mercy I plea
Its in your mercy I ask that you remeber me
Pardon my iniquity, cast my sins into the sea
And in your debt I shall forever be
Good and upright is my God
All your paths are mercy and truth
You are great and worthy to be praised
I have loved you from the days of my youth
Consider my enemies for they are many
And deliver me from their cruel hateful hand
Preserve me oh Lord in your righteousness
And forever on you I shall stand
poem by Frank McEleny
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Sonnet: Have Mercy Lord, O God!
Have mercy on our children, Lord, O God;
They live in modern times, afilled with sin;
The fruits of Science have blunted conscience, Lord;
They falsely think, by labor, they can win.
Have mercy on our neighbors, Lord, O God;
The need for wealth has driven them crazy;
They tend to forget Thee and behave odd;
Ignore their faults and rain on them, mercy.
Have mercy on our friends and foes, O God;
Remember their good deeds and not their faults;
Bless them for every uttered holy word,
And break their journey onto hellish vaults!
Have mercy on all mankind, Lord, O God;
And spare most souls from thy divine just rod!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-17-2008
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Sinners Prayer
(by lowell glenn and lowell fulson)
Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me.
Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me.
Well if Ive done somebody wrong, lord, have mercy if you please.
I used to have plenty of money, the finest clothes in town,
But bad luck and trouble overtaken me, bound to get me down.
Please have mercy, lord have mercy on me.
Well if Ive done somebody wrong, lord, have mercy if you please.
Keep on working now, child.
Lord every morning.
Well if Ive been a bad boy, baby, I declare Ill change my ways.
I dont want bad luck and trouble to follow me all my days.
Please have mercy, lord have mercy on me.
Well if Ive done somebody wrong, lord, have mercy if you please.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Psalm 103
My life is like one blade of grass
That grows gently in the field
My heart is but a single grain
That the Lord my Savior healed
This blade of grass is here today
But tomorrow it is gone
The sands are shifted by the sea
And the night gives way to dawn
Bless the Lord oh my soul
Your mercy set me free
Bless the Lord oh my soul
And all that is within me
Bless the Lord oh my soul
For in thee I have found my rest
You took my sins far from me
As far as the east is from the west
I will bless the Lord at all times
And this I know I must
For He knows my weak and feeble state
He remembers that I'm but dust
As high as the heavens are above the earth
So great is His mercy and His grace
To all who would fear our mighty God
And bow down and fall on their face
The Lord has established His throne in heaven
Rejoice all ye heavens and earth
We shall bless you and praise your forevermore
And before Your throne we forever shall serve
poem by Frank McEleny
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Live Too Fast Blues/mercy Sweet Moan
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson
Well I dream of a lady
Like an angel comes to me
And she cools me with water
Cause Im scared of the heat
But when Im gone lord have mercy on me
When Im gone lord have mercy on me
Well I once held my promise
In the palm of my hand
And the twelve unopened letters
I should rest baby when I can ?
When Im gone lord have mercy on me
When Im gone lord have mercy, baby on me
Yeah when Im gone lord have mercy on me
Yeah when Im gone lord have mercy, oh, on me
song performed by by Black Crowes
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A servant's prayer
Thanks for another sunrise
That brought to me another day.
Bless me with the strength this day
To bring glory to Your Name.
Thanks for the breath of life,
That you breathe into me,
Therefore, I can awake each day
With some meaning to my life.
Thanks for your loving grace
That I in no way deserved
Nevertheless, out of your greatness
You still decided to give.
Thanks for your tender mercy,
That only you can provide.
Although, for my many sins, I deserved to die
You sent Jesus to die instead.
Surely, as I soak in the rays of the sun,
And live because of your grace and mercy,
My only testimony to the world can be,
'Jesus is my God, my Lord and my King.'
Thank you, my Lord, with every fiber of my being,
For being so loving and great,
That in spite of my weakness to sin,
You supply all my needs, anyway.
Please, bless me, my Father
To use this one God-given day,
As if I will never have another opportunity
To bring glory to Your Name
poem by Reginald Walker
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A Blessed Land
A blessed land
Yields Abundance from its soil,
It mountains hand
Its people, Harvest for their toil.
A faithful womb
That births forth much Provision,
She's one from whom
We sow our bountiful nutrition.
Our blessed land
We pray God keep Her so!
And that we stand
United, together make Her grow.
God bless Her with Peace
His Truth upon Her, shine-
May the Grace that is His
Bless this lovely land of mine!
'May the favor of the LORD rest upon us,
establish the work of our hands for us...
Psalm 90: 17
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Prayer for My Late Mother
My Dearest Lord, Jesus,
Thank you for giving me
The best mum in the entire world,
February Twenty Six,
Twenty Twelve,
She accepted the Lord's call
After suffered from terminal cancer
Most merciful Lord Jesus
I beg you, have Mercy on her
To pardon her sins,
Grant her the grace and your forgiveness
Lord, Bless her soul
with eternal peace and rest
Give her happiness in your presence.
Let perpetual light shine upon her.
In company with Jesus & Holy Mother Mary,
Who died and now lives,
may she rejoice in Your kingdom,
where all our tears are wiped away.
May she may live in Your kingdom
Forever and ever.
Amen.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Psalm 85
Thy Land to favour graciously
Thou hast not Lord been slack,
Thou hast from hard Captivity
Returned Jacob back.
Th' iniquity thou didst forgive
That wrought thy people woe,
And all their Sin, that did thee grieve
Hast hid where none shall know.
Thine anger all thou hadst remov'd,
And calmly didst return
From thy *fierce wrath which we had prov'd *Heb. The burning
Far worse then fire to burn. heat of thy
God of our saving health and peace, wrath.
Turn us, and us restore,
Thine indignation cause to cease
Toward us, and chide no more.
Wilt thou be angry without end,
For ever angry thus
Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend
From age to age on us?
Wilt thou not * turn, and hear our voice * Heb. Turn to
And us again * revive , quicken us.
That so thy people may rejoyce
By thee preserv'd alive.
Cause us to see thy goodness Lord,
To us thy mercy shew
Thy saving health to us afford
And lift in us renew.
And now what God the Lord will speak
I will go strait and hear,
For to his people he speaks peace
And to his Saints full dear,
To his dear Saints he will speak peace,
But let them never more
Return to folly, but surcease
To trespass as before.
Surely to such as do him fear
Salvation is at hand
And glory shall ere long appear
To dwell within our Land.
Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd
Now joyfully are met
Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd
And hand in hand are set.
Truth from the earth like to a flowr
Shall bud and blossom then,
And Justice from her heavenly bowr
Look down on mortal men.
The Lord will also then bestow
Whatever thing is good
Our Land shall forth in plenty throw
Her fruits to be our food.
Before him Righteousness shall go
His Royal Harbinger,
Then * will he come, and not be slow *Heb. He will set his
His footsteps cannot err. steps to the way.
poem by John Milton
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Mercy On My Soul
A trust betrayed, a rusty blade
Standin on the air, I walked the line
Paid my fine, hope I know the land
The actual facts, unatural acts
Sins that take their toll
The angel and the ginn and the beast within
They fight to take control
(chorus)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
Lord needs you like a junkie needs his drug
He needs you like a baby boy needs his hug
Needs you like the power, lord, needs the sun
I need you like dmc needs run
Lord, have mercy on my soul, lord, have mercy on my soul
Lord loves you like the eskimo loves the cold
I love you like the miner man loves his gold
Love you like the fishermen loves the sea
I love you like the flowers love the work of bees
(chorus)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
Lord, have mercy on my soul
Standin up tall, on top of the wall
Hopin that I can fly, angel and the jinn and the beast within
Say Im gonna die
(chorus)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
song performed by by Everlast
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The Lord receive my soul, and have mercy on me, and bless this kingdom with peace and charity, that there may not be this effusion of Christian blood amongst them.
quote by William Laud
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Red With Native Blood
Give them back their bloody land,
red with native blood.
We have soiled it so, with our hands,
red with native blood.
The earth was stained, when we first came,
red with native blood.
We stole their domain, with a barbaric claim:
that we were civilised and they were not,
that they were the savages and we were not,
when we ravaged the land that began to clot,
red with native blood.
Not content with genocide
we interned them in reserves.
To break their culture
and tribal ways;
in stealing children
the state was brave,
to turn their women
into household slaves,
and hope their men would die,
unmourned, in lonely graves;
a problem to us no more.
Give them back their bloody land,
red with native blood.
Acknowledge their just demands,
wash the stains from our hands,
give them back their bloody land,
red with native blood.
poem by David SmithWhite
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Gibeon
When Joshua, by God's command,
Invaded Canaan's guilty land;
Gibeon, unlike the nations round,
Submission made and mercy found.
Their stubborn neighbors who enraged,
United war against them waged,
By Joshua soon were overthrown,
For Gibeon's cause was now his own.
He, from whose arm they ruin feared,
Their leader and ally appeared
An emblem of the Saviour's grace,
To those who humbly seek his face.
The men of Gibeon wore disguise,
And gained their peace by framing lies;
For Joshua had no pow'r to spare,
If he had known from whence they were.
But Jesus invitations sends,
Treating with rebels as his friends;
And holds the promise forth in view,
To all who for his mercy sue.
Too long his goodness I disdained,
Yet went at last and peace obtained;
But soon the noise of war I heard,
And former friends in arms appeared.
Weak in myself for help I cried,
Lord, I am pressed on every side;
The cause is thine, they fight with me,
But every blow is aimed at thee.
With speed to my relief he came,
And put my enemies to shame;
Thus saved by grace I live to sing,
The love and triumphs of my King.
poem by John Newton
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Mercy, Mercy Me (live)
Oo oo aa mercy mercy me
Ah things aint' what they used to be
Where did all the blue skies go
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east.
Oo mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
Oil wasted on the ocean and up on our sea
Fish full of mercury.
Ah oh mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
Radiation underground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live near by are dying.
Oh mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from man can she stand
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Psalm 37
The righteous man has little
And the wicked they are rich
But the Lord upholds His children
And the blind fall in a ditch
It seems that many prosper
And the righteous go unseen
But the Lord He sees in secret
And our hearts He washes clean
The Lord upholds the righteous
The wicked turn night to day
Their time is at an end
Like smoke, they shall blow away
The righteous they show mercy
And every one of their steps are planned
And though they fall, yet not forever
He upholds them with His hand
I once was young but now am old
Yet I have never begged for bread
He is faithful now and evermore
The Lord of the living and dead
Now if you wait upon the Lord
You shall inherit the land
You shall walk in peace and loving joy
And in His presence you shall stand
poem by Frank McEleny
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A Small Prayer
Dear Lord I have a small prayer,
I would like you to hear today,
and I hope that within your wisdom
that you will grant for us one day.
Dear Lord the prayer I pray
is just not for me, but for everyone.
Could for just one day
there be no conflict or strife,
nor anger within anyone’s heart.
Could there be love throughout every land
where enemies would take and shake one another’s hands
and the weapons of destruction
would be thrown upon the ground.
That there would be no more killings,
no more grieving fathers, mothers,
brothers, sisters, wives, daughters and sons.
Dear Lord in your wisdom
would you grant this prayer for me,
make peace in this world reality,
then we might be able to
stamp out hunger and poverty.
Dear Lord when you hear this prayer,
will you grant this all for me?
Not just only for me, for everyone.
Help us all realise there is no need
for conflict and strife,
just a little peace
to live a normal life.
Amen
poem by David Harris
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51 Psalm
Look mercyfully down O Lord
& wash us from our sinn
Cleanse us from wicked deeds without
from wicked thoughts within
Lord I Confess my many sinns
that I against thee doe
Each minute they're before my face
& wound my soul anew
So Great my god my ills have been
Gainst thee & onely thee
Thy Justice tho' I were Condemnd
would good & righteous bee
For att my birth I wickedness
Did with my breath suck in
But thou shalt teach me in thy ways
& keep me pure from sinn
Thoult me with hyssopp purge who am
all over soil's & stain's
Thou with thy sanctifiyng grace
shalt wash & make me clean
Thoult bless my days with peace no sound
But Joy shall reach mine ear
That where thy Justice wounded Lord
There Gladness may appear
Blott from thy thoughts past faults & from
The present turn thy face
O make my spirit right & good
Confirm my heart with grace
thy Presence & thy mercy lett
Me ever Ld possess
Me with the comfort of thy help
& with thy love still bless
Then shall the wicked know thy pow'r
& turn ym from theyr wayes
Deliver me from blood my god
& I will sing thy praise.
Unseal my lips & to ye Bad
I will thy mercy shew
For since thou lovest not sacrifice
Tis all that I can doo
A heart that is with sorrow pierct
My God thou wilt receive
this is ye sweetest offering
that we to thee can give
On Sion Graciously look down
Preserve us still we pray
& hearts upon thine altars Lord
Instead of beasts we'el Lay.
poem by Thomas Parnell
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Lord Help Africa
Ministering under a tree in the Great Rift Plain of Africa 49 degrees Centigrade.
Under a tree not far from school class
Gather the people for worship or mass
The heat and the sun no stranger can bear
The dress code amidst it you’ll hardly believe
Unless you’re there
Clothes wet, with tiniest breeze a welcome cool
And the messengers with their ties look more the fool
The West long ago in their native land
Kept out the cold with clothing and grand
Then bring here to Africa
Gospel and gain
And sweaty tired minister in this great river plain
Bless us oh God
And bless our refrain
Lead all your enemies in your victory train
And bless our villages and our dear plain
And visit Africa again
poem by Werner Horne
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