Verse 1
If you could just imagine a bird without a song
falling to the barren earth
wounded - left alone
and then with just a motion of
the kind and loving hand
a broken wing is mended
the song restored again
Chorus
The word is mercy
The word is mercy
Nothing else describes what He did for me
On a hill called Calvary
He cast in the sea
All I use to be
The Word is Mercy
Verse 2
No poet's pen could ever write
the pain one heart can feel
of trying to be worthy
knowing you never will
No dreamer's word could quite describe
the beauty in that tree
where Jesus showed that God is great
So I don't have to be
Chorus
The word is mercy
The word is mercy
Nothing else describes what He did for me
On a hill called Calvary
He cast in the sea
All I use to be
The Word is Mercy
On a hill called Calvary
He cast in the sea
All I use to be
The Word is Mercy