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Once there was a holy place |
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Evidence of God's embrace |
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And I can almost see mercy's face |
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Pressed against the veil |
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Looking down with longing eyes |
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Mercy must have realized |
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That once His blood was sacrificed |
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Freedom would prevail |
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And as the sky grew dark |
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And the earth began to shake |
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With justice no longer in the way |
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Mercy came running |
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Like a prisoner set free |
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Past all my failures |
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To the point of my need |
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When the sin that I carried |
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Was all I could see |
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And when I could not reach mercy |
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Mercy came running to me |
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Once there was a broken heart |
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Way too human from the start |
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And all the years left you torn apart |
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Hopeless and afraid |
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Walls I never meant to build |
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Left this prisoner unfulfilled |
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Freedom called but even still |
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It seemed so far away |
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I was bound by the chains |
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From the wages of my sin |
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Just when I felt like giving in |
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Mercy came running |
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Like a prisoner set free |
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Past all my failures |
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To the point of my need |
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When the sin that I carried |
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Was all I could see |
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And when I could not reach mercy |
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Mercy came running to me |
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Sometimes I still feel so far |
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So far from where I really should be |
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He gently calls to my heart |
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Just to remind me |
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Mercy came running |
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Like a prisoner set free |
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Past all my failures |
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To the point of my need |
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When the sin that I carried |
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Was all I could see |
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And when I could not reach mercy |
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Mercy came running |
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Mercy came running |
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Like a prisoner set free |
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Past all my failures |
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To the point of my need |
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When the sin that I carried |
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Was all I could see |
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And when I could not reach mercy |
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Mercy came running |
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Mercy came running |
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Like a prisoner set free |
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Past all my failures |
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To the point of my need |
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When the sin that I carried |
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Was all I could see |
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And when I could not reach mercy |
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Mercy came running |
