Trophy Of Mercy

Wanderer, I've wandered far
Gone astray, within my heart
In all my passions, and my lusts
I never found anything I trust
Until I found You

Now I am
(I am)
A trophy of mercy
And I am
(I am)
A product of Your grace
Now I am
(I am)
A prize of Your passion
And I've got no greater desire
Than to seek Your face

I used to run
To the beat of my own drum
So contented to be on the run
But now I've learned
The rhythms of my father
And I will march to His song

I am
(I am)
A trophy of mercy
Now I am
(I am)
A product of Your grace
Now I am
(I am)
A prize of Your passion
I've got no greater desire
Than to seek Your face

My doubts are gone
They're dust in the wind
I've tasted love that always wins
Come take the lead
I wanna follow
If You're with me
It doesn't matter where I go

Oh, my doubts are gone
They're dust in the wind
I've tasted love that always wins
Come take the lead
I wanna follow, ooh
If You're with me
It doesn't matter where I go

I love to be
I love to be

(hey)

A trophy of mercy
(I am)
A product of Your grace
A prize of Your passion
(I am)
A seeker of Your face

A trophy of mercy
(I am)
A product of grace
And now I've got no greater desire
Than to seek Your face
And now I've got no greater desire
Than to seek Your face



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron York
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