Teach me to feel another's woe, To right the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.

If you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.

Who will not mercie unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have?

So mercy, mercy, mercy me

Can I see another's woe,
And not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another's grief,
And not seek for kind relief?

God have mercy on his miserable soul! and make him see and feel his guilt — I ask no other vengeance! If he could but fully know and truly feel my wrongs I should be well avenged, and I could freely pardon all.

If you must be affected by other people's misfortunes, show them pity instead of contempt. Drop this readiness to hate and take offence.

To see others suffer does one good, to make others suffer even more: this is a hard saying but an ancient, mighty, human, all-too-human principle [....] Without cruelty there is no festival.

Mercy is like a mirror. I think mercy is what you give to others with the hope that it will come back to you. It’s what you give to people who don’t deserve it. It’s what you give to people who haven’t asked for it. It’s what you give and it will come back. — Bryan Stevenson

My God, my God, have mercy on me, and on my poor people!

We can use our personal suffering as the path to compassion for all beings.

Myself not ignorant of woe,
Compassion I have learned to show.

Yet, should our feeble efforts nought avail, Should, after all, our best endeavours fail; Still, let some mercy in your bosoms live, And, if you can't applaud, at least forgive.

We hand folks over to God's mercy, and show none ourselves.