Hands of Mercy


As midnight darkness
Turns into morning glory,
So my soul sorrow tells a story
Written by my Savior's hand;
Etched in crimson: His perfect plan.

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Though I fall short 
His grace is more.
Where my feet faint, 
His mercies soar.
And from my weakness
His grace I see,
As is hands of mercy carry me.


 

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