O What Mercy
You would let me have my way
For me to see You're my only portion
If that meant I'd come back to You
If it takes my whole perfume
Poured out in a crowded room
I would do it all to be next to You
Before I lifted my head
Your eyes were ready to meet mine
You were running my way
Your arms open in expectation
Before I could give You my speech
You had a feast readied for me
Your arms are open
Telling me You love me
For You to even wash my feet
Saying You want to share this with me
It was there where I met my life
You knew it would take three times
For me to turn and change my mind
But only three days to meet me in the eyes
Before I lifted my head
Your eyes were ready to meet mine
You were running my way
Your arms open in expectation
Before I could give You my speech
You had a feast readied for me
Your arms are open
Telling me You love me
It's telling me
It's telling me yes
It's telling me
It's telling me yes
O what mercy to be in Your upper room
To break bread and drink the wine
Oh Lord to commune
Oh the grace to throw the net away in the sea
In the last supper
In the first breakfast
You've always found me
You've always found me
Before I lifted my head
Your eyes were ready to meet mine
You were running my way
Your arms open in expectation
Before I could give You my speech
You had a feast readied for me
Your arms are open
Telling me You love me
For me to see You're my only portion
If that meant I'd come back to You
If it takes my whole perfume
Poured out in a crowded room
I would do it all to be next to You
Before I lifted my head
Your eyes were ready to meet mine
You were running my way
Your arms open in expectation
Before I could give You my speech
You had a feast readied for me
Your arms are open
Telling me You love me
For You to even wash my feet
Saying You want to share this with me
It was there where I met my life
You knew it would take three times
For me to turn and change my mind
But only three days to meet me in the eyes
Before I lifted my head
Your eyes were ready to meet mine
You were running my way
Your arms open in expectation
Before I could give You my speech
You had a feast readied for me
Your arms are open
Telling me You love me
It's telling me
It's telling me yes
It's telling me
It's telling me yes
O what mercy to be in Your upper room
To break bread and drink the wine
Oh Lord to commune
Oh the grace to throw the net away in the sea
In the last supper
In the first breakfast
You've always found me
You've always found me
Before I lifted my head
Your eyes were ready to meet mine
You were running my way
Your arms open in expectation
Before I could give You my speech
You had a feast readied for me
Your arms are open
Telling me You love me
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Writer(s): Esther Collier
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