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Chapter 2
The Divine Image
A poem by William Blake
To Mercy Pity. Peace and love.
All pray in their distress
And to these virtues of delight
eum their thankfulness
For Mency. Pity, Peace, and Love
Is God, our father dear,
And Mercy. Pity, Peace, and Love
Is Man, his child and care
For Mency has a human heart,
Pity a human face
And Love the human form die
And the human die
The moment
The​

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To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love

All pray in their distress;

And to these virtues of delight

Return their thankfulness.

For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love

Is God, our father dear,

And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love

Is Man, his child and care.

For Mercy has a human heart,

Pity a human face,

And Love, the human form divine,

And Peace, the human dress.

Then every man, of every clime,

That prays in his distress,

Prays to the human form divine,

Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.

And all must love the human form,

In heathen, Turk, or Jew;

Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell

There God is dwelling too.