If not, and you appeal to my forbearance, and the mercy of those you have deeply injured, seat yourself, without a word, in that chair.
"Oliver Twist" by Charles Dickens
Come, come to the mercy-seat!
"The Ebb-Tide A Trio And Quartette" by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyde Osbourne
Grace started up angrily from her seat, and fixed her viperish eyes on Mercy.
"The New Magdalen" by Wilkie Collins
And his soul rose on the chant, and soared with it to the seat of mercy.
"The Hermit and the Wild Woman and Other Stories" by Edith Wharton
The prayer-meeting was hard and no souls came to the mercy-seat.
"The Angel Adjutant of "Twice Born Men"" by Minnie L. Carpenter
He thinks himself most honourably seated when he gives mercy the upper hand.
"Character Writings of the 17th Century" by Various
After this manner, before sleep overcame him, he was impressed to present his case before the mercy-seat.
"The Wonders of Prayer" by Various
He goes to the mercy-seat as the thirsty hart goes to the refreshing brook.
"Food for the Lambs; or, Helps for Young Christians" by Charles Ebert Orr
What of Acre, where the French army wallowed in sloth, with two queens at its mercy and Saint-Pol in the mercy-seat?
"The Life and Death of Richard Yea-and-Nay" by Maurice Hewlett
The Son of man, on the judgment seat, will be the very same in every particular that he is now on the mercy seat.
"Life and Labors of Elder John Kline, the Martyr Missionary" by John Kline
For man the living temple is
The mercy-seat and cherubim,
And all the holy mysteries,
He bears with him.
"The Hermit of Thebaid" by John Greenleaf Whittier
To Thy temple I repair;
Lord, I love to worship there
When within the veil I meet
Christ before the mercy seat.
"To the Temple I Repair" by James Montgomery
With the atoning blood he stands,
Before the mercy-seat;
And clouds of incense from his hands,
Arise with odor sweet.
"The True Aaron" by John Newton
"Truth, mercy, justice, did surround
Her awful judgement-seat;
In her the Graces all were found,
In Anna all complete.
"The Viceroy. A Ballad." by Matthew Prior
Still the weary, sick, and dying
Need a brother’s, sister’s care,
On Thy higher help relying
May we now their burdens share,
Bringing all our offerings meet
Suppliants at Thy mercy seat.
"Thou to Whom Sick and Dying" by Godfrey Thring
The offence, whate'er it was, was his!
As my offences must be mine;
And all that was, and all that is,
Beneath the Sovereign Eye divine,
Fit pain or penalty shall meet,
From the all-judging mercy-seat.
"Adam's Fall" by John Bowring