Hymns and Prayers to the Trinity, 45

Father full of soft compassion,
If to all Thy bowels move,
Grant to me the consolation,
Sweet assurance of Thy love,
Shed it in my heart abroad,
Show Thyself a pardoning God.
? For Thy nature's sake forgive me,
God in Jesus reconciled,
A poor prodigal receive me
As Thine own adopted child,
In Thy mercy's arms embrace,
Kiss the sorrow from my face.
I Though my sins reach up to heaven,
Higher still Thy mercies rise;
Infinite my sins forgiven:
How shall I Thy goodness prize?
Let me all Thy goodness prove,
Let me infinitely love.