Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
I did it, repented, did it again
Repented, did it again
Repented, did it again
God
Is it me or this a trend, amongst women and men and their relationship with sin
God
Cause I'm broken Lord what will it take to fix me
I'm unstable like an open door hanging on the hinges
And I know you're show me favor, cause I was made in your image
But my praying isn't what it should be, daily's my intention
God
I know you sent your equal for the masses
And your prequel John the Baptist
Set the scene for all that happened
God
You did it to free us from trespasses
So it's no surprise that live is evil spelled backwards
Catch it, this my sweet 16 like we're staring at the brackets
I'm feeling like I'm marching into madness
I'm pleading for your mercy can I have it
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
I thought that I was right but I was wrong
Hold up I knew I was wrong but it felt right to do it
Making slight maneuvers trying to grow into your righteous steward
Sin was burning in me and the world gave me the lighter fluid
Poof
Man that flame exploded like I'm barbecuing
Then I start pursuing all the things my hardened hearts consumed with
Crazy thoughts were brewing, I was lost and loosing
Wishing it was less confusing but still waking with my chest protruding
Then I realized, no matter how strong a man feel
He is still weak if he don't feel God
I'm still baptized, you said my faith can move mountains
But it feels like these hills have eyes
Is this a horror flick I'm bothered with
Or your tolerance designed to draw us to the Father's gift
It's obvious, that I'm a modernist
But me needing your mercy is the heart of it
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me
On me oh lord, on me oh lord
Have mercy on me, me, me, me, me, me, me
On me oh lord
Have mercy on me
A mother whose son had committed a series of crimes went to Napoleon and said would you have mercy on my son and pardon him
Napoleon said ma'am your son is convicted of numbers of crimes and justice demands that we punish him
The mother responded Mr. Bonaparte I know that he deserves justice, there's no question
But I am requesting mercy
If you give him what he deserves it will be just
But that's the whole point
If you give him mercy, you're giving him what he does not deserve