This one's for kylie

Below is one example of the many Type 2 hymns "swirling in the nether parts of my brain" (as Neil Theasby aka Yorkshire Pudding said in his comment on the previous post in reference to Church of England hymns (undoubtedly Type 1) he sang as a boy as a member of his local church choir).

It happens to be "Love, Mercy, And Grace", the hymn my late friend Walter, his wife Margaret, and I (note Oxford comma) sang from memory one evening about 15 years ago in the parking lot of a local Waffle House restaurant.

Please note also that I was correct: it is #153 in the Cokesbury Hymnal (Methodist):

Oddly enough, even though #153 was often called out from the congregation of the little Methodist church I attended in Mansfield, Texas (which now has over 3,000 members) during our Sunday evening evangelistic services, I have no recollection, absolutely none whatsoever, of the next hymn, #154.

Here endeth my foray into hymns of my childhood.

And all the readers said, "Thanks be to God."