I've done nothing, to be deserving of my Fathers
Mercy, But it's mine, every time I slip or stumble,
To my knees then I crumble, Mercy's there every
Time and it's mine.
I can't comprehend Gods unmerited favor, but I'm
So blessed, it's always available, "Oh" Mercy so
Divine, when I fail him, my tears begin to fall, then
I hear Mercy call, calls my name and I run,
Again and again to the arms of Mercy, you see
Mercy is mine.
