Numbers 17:12–13

“And the people of Israel said to Moses, ‘Behold, we perish, we are undone, we are all undone. Everyone who comes near, who comes near to the tabernacle of the Lord, shall die. Are we all to perish?’”

Mercy by Lindsey Sweat and Taya Gaukrodger

I know you never thought it'd hurt this bad

The wounds look healed but they're still sore

The Healer caught your tears

He's been with you all these years

That's just who He is

The humble King is here

Where the poor in spirit are the richest

When you're crushed He comes in

Binds your heart in His hands

That's just who He is

I'm unworthy yet He took on my sin

Oh and He comes and lives and dwells

In this earthly vessel

And I can't comprehend

The foolish in His hands

Mercy before the King

Oh mercy oh mercy

Oh mercy before the King

For I know I can do nothing without Thee

Come pain or grief or hell

In You all will be well

All will be well

All will be well

Almighty and eternal God,

draw my heart to you,

guide my mind,

fill my imagination,

control my will,

that I may be wholly yours,

utterly dedicated to you;

and then use me, I pray,

as you will,

but always to your glory

and the welfare of your people;

through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen.

— William Temple