When you're kneeling through the hours,
And you're doubting your given powers,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
When you're sneaking round the back door,
And she's waiting for you no more,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
When the birds are just tuning up still,
And the dawn breaks on your windowsill,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
It will come
When you're broken,
When your heart is finally open,
When you're down,
Down and troubled,
When you're lost among the rubble
Well, there's sugar on the old spoon,
Let's do that two-step around your front room,
And when you're ready for her mercy,
And you're worthy,
It will come
Mercy, mercy, coming to you,
Feel her beauty flowing through you —
She will unbind you, set the word free.
Mercy, Mercy
Mercy, mercy, coming to you,
Feel her beauty flowing through you —
She will unbind you, set the word free.
Mercy, Mercy
