Mercy Is My Cup

 You are my Yea Lord.

You are my Amen.

For


everything I am in need of, You are the one I look to.

Early in the morning, just as the sun is rising, I seek your help to show me where to go.

For in your hands I surrender all.

In You, there is an answer to my call.


Where else can I go, but to You Lord.

You are the supplier of ALL my needs.

I find nothing else but favour, every second, every hour.

Is it any wonder that I choose You.


I would rather have You, than I would any other.

I would rather have You, than air to breathe.

I would rather hold your hand, than step out in a distant land.

I would rather cry, than make You sad.


I know at times I make a mess.

I know at times I fail. 

I know at times I go my way.

I know at times I pray.

Yet through the failures, tears and shame.

Your mercy is my cup.

And in your loving hands I feel.

The grace you have for me.


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