Mercy on Me

She taking the news with caution, she knows that the Lords awesome

But often there's pauses, of the loses and of what death cost us

Is it worth fighting she nauseous, plus the hospital charges

She's heard there's light in the tunnel but all she sees is darkness

No one is feeling her burden, they just keep giving her sermons

If they listened with more discernment, they could tell she's hurting

Her speech is just an illusion, she's scared of the end conclusion

If she shares her doubt- she feels her image may become ruined

Shes holding her fears in, tears in, she'll be dead by years end

Shes not thinking through how God forgives sins

Until then her nights are long, alone, faking strong

The corner of her heart, this will be her song, sing

Lord, Lord you know I tried

When I should have been strong I cried

When I should have helped I walked on by

When I should have told the truth I straight up lied

I know your love has set me free

But I keep on putting you up on that tree

Oh Lord, have your mercy on me

Loving father put you grace on me, on me

Put grace on me, on me

Put grace on me, on me

Put your mercy on me, on me

Put your mercy on me, on me

How often we go thru the motions, up and down rollercoasting

Scared to admit were hurting, nervous thoughts of perversion

This culture we've built is perfect, were saying his death was worthless

Not to concerned with worship as along we do our churchin'

We're decorating our person, just to continue a lies

Or shortcomings we hide, with a shallow disguise

To prove we got it together, to make it seem like were better

Than friends, fam whoever, we take some extreme measures

We have a desire to add, to the grace that we have

We're never content with our lives, we operate in pride

We hate to seem dependant, but that's the way that he intended

Humans made in his image, built to live in the tension

Learn wisdom, we were distant his love we didn't deserve it

We confess we were worthless, then break our backs trying to earn it

Without you I'm, helpless, weak, my existence is bleak

I refuse to proceed without your grace and mercy on me

Lord, Lord you know I tried

When I should have been strong I cried

When I should have helped I walked on by

When I should have told the truth I straight up lied

I know your love has set me free

But I keep on putting you up on that tree

Oh Lord, have your mercy on me

Loving father put you grace on me, on me

Put grace on me, on me

Put grace on me, on me

Put your mercy on me, on me

Put your mercy on me, on me