A Child's Prayer
Hear my prayer, O heavenly Father,
Ere I lay me down to sleep;
Bid Thy angels, pure and holy
Round my bed their vigils keep.
My sins are heavy but Thy mercy
Far outweighs them every one;
Down before Thy cross I cast them,
Trusting in Thy help alone.
Keep me through this night of peril
Underneath its boundless shade;
Take me to Thy rest, I pray Thee,
When my pilgrimage is made.
None shall measure out Thy patience
By the span of human thought;
None shall bound Thy tender mercies
Which Thy holy Son has bought.
Pardon all my past transgressions,
Give me strength for days to come;
Guide and guard me with Thy blessing
Till Thy angels bid me home.
Charles Dickens, 1812-1870
I am really impressed and inspired by the phrase "None shall bound Thy tender mercies which Thy holy Son has bought." No way can the mercy of Christ be limited! I LOVE THIS!!!