| Let me tell you about mercy
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| It led me to this land of grace
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| Once I was homeless
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| Ashamed to show my face
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| I deserved no gift or favor
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| After all that I had done
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| You’ve all heard my story, I am the
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| Prodigal son
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| And he wasn’t surprised at where I had been;
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| He was waiting for me at the end of my sin
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| And the heaven I found in the hell I was in
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| That’s where his mercy, That’s where His mercy begins
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| Let me share an invitation;
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| Come join me in this land of rest
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| Where we trade our failures And
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| Gain the Father’s best
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| Let us turn to Him together
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| Leaving all our fears behind. |
| The
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| Father knows your story. |
| Its mercy you’ll find
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| I had run so far from him that all my hope was dying
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| But when I finally turned for home, his mercy came and showed the way;
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| And he’s never surprised at where we have been, He is waiting for us at the end
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| Of our sins, and the heaven we find from the hell we’ve been in,
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| that’s where his mercy
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| That’s where his mercy begins. |
| Oh, that’s where his mercy, that’s where His
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| mercy begins
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| Sweet mercy. |
| Thank you, thank you for mercy, your sweet mercy. |
| Sweet mercy |