Lord, Have Mercy

You were sent to heal the contrite of heart,
Kyrie, eleison.

Kyrie, eleison.

You came to call sinners all,
Christe, eleison.

Christe, eleison.

You are seated at the right hand of the Father to intercede for us, to intercede for us,
Kyrie, eleison.

Kyrie, eleison.



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Writer(s): Bukas Palad
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