Too long my feet have wandered these winding roads,
But I keep searching through this town.
My back in breaking under this heavy load;
Where can I go to lay it down?
What I would give if you could point me to that place!
I'm looking for Mercy.
I want to live on the avenue of grace;
I'm looking for Mercy-
Mercy Street,
Where the weary find rest.
Mercy Street,
Where the guilty are forgiven,
Mercy Street,
Where the weeping are blessed.
Mercy Street.
How I kept walking is a mystery;
My wasted days turned into years.
Until a stranger came along side of me;
He took my hand and dried my tears.
He said I've come from the place you hope to find,
I am from Mercy.
Cast off your burden and leave the past behind;
Leave it on Mercy-
Mercy Street,
Where the weary find rest.
Mercy Street,
Where the guilty are forgiven,
Mercy Street,
Where the weeping are blessed.
Mercy Street.
And now I walk the same old streets I used to roam,
Handin' out Mercy.
Come take my hand, I have been sent to bring you home;
I am from Mercy-
Mercy Street,
Where the weary find rest.
Mercy Street,
Where the guilty are forgiven,
Mercy Street,
Where the weeping are blessed.
Mercy Street.
"Mercy Sreet" - Words & Music by Dave Burkum.
© Copyright 1993 by Dave Burkum. All rights reserved.
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