Mercy

Mercy

If you could just imagine
a bird without a song
Fallen to the barren earth
Wounded left alone
And then with a just a motion of a kind and loving hand
A broken wing is mended
The song restored again.

The word is Mercy
The word is Mercy
Nothing else describes
What he did for me
On a hill called calvary
He cast in the sea
All I used to be
The word is Mercy

No poets pen could ever write
The pain one heart can feel
Of trying to be worthy
Knowing you never will
No dreamers word could quite describe
The beauty in that Tree
Where Jesus showed that God is Great
So I dont have to be.

Dear Lord,
Let me never forget it is nothing that I can do or could have done.
I thank you so much for you mercy and grace.
Let me always remember the brokeness and the song that I lost.
The brokeness that you fix and the song that you give back.
All because of what you did at Calvary.