Your mercy, oh Lord, is like an ever-flowing stream
You see past what we have done and see into our hearts
I could kill 100 souls and wound a million people
But if I cry out, not in hate, but in sorrow...
You'll take me by the hand and forgive me
It matters not what we have done
For Your mercy, oh Lord, keeps Your love alight
Not even the wildest of storms...
The strongest of winds...
or the roughest of seas could keep You away from us
Your mercy endureth forever!