The Mercy of the Son

My heart is dark My hands are stained My righteousness looks like filthy rags My feet have wandered far astray Lost is the sweet innocence I had How can I dare to lift my face Up to Your holy throne of grace Still You say boldly I should come Fall on the mercy of the Son Unveil my heart Shine down Your light On hidden sin and on secret shame Lord You forgave when You gave Your life Nothing can torment my soul again You make me new, You make me clean When I am washed in Your healing stream Redeeming blood Your work is done All by the mercy of the Son. The goodness of Your holy Word Lord, I have tasted and now I know My conscience clear My hope secure Salvation comes from You alone And when I see Your face of love I'll finally know where I belong My eager feet will surely run Straight to the mercy of the Son