From that strait path in which the Master died,--
_His mercy endureth for ever_!
Low have we fallen from our high estate,
Long have we lingered, lingered long and late;
_But the tenderness of God
Is from age to age the same,
And His Mercy endureth for ever_!

There is no sin His Love can not forgive;--
_His mercy endureth for ever_!
No soul so stained His Love will not receive;
_His mercy endureth for ever_!
No load of sorrow but His touch can move,
No hedge of thorns that can withstand His Love;
_For the tenderness of God
Is from age to age the same,
And His Mercy endureth for ever_!

So we will sing, whatever may betide;--
_His mercy endureth for ever_!
Nought but ourselves can keep us from His side;--
_His mercy endureth for ever_!
What though no place we win in life's rough race,
Our loss may prove the measure of His grace.
_For the tenderness of God
Is from age to age the same,
And His Mercy endureth for ever_!