Remember mercy.

Lord

The night fades. And I am tired.

I have heard of your fame

Its been a long day today. And its been good. I enjoyed the banter, the laughs.

I have heard of your deeds, oh Lord.

And yet, when I leave at night and I put down my bags...I'm done. Stick a fork in me, I'm done.

 

Renew them. Renew them.

 

I hang on to empty promises. They flutter in the breeze like so many plastic bags. Served their purpose, and no more.

 

In our day, in our time

 

We walk to our deaths, don't we? We die for our rights to be free.

 

Make them Yours.

 

And that's it.

In wrath

 

That's all.

 

Remember mercy.