mystery of mercy

i am the woman at the well, i am the harlot

i am the scattered seed that fell along the path

i am the son who ran away, i am the bitter son who stayed

my God, my God, why has Thou accepted me?

you took my sin and wrapped me in your robe and your ring

my God, my God, why has Thou accepted me?

it's a mystery of mercy and the song i sing!

i am the angry man who came to stone the lover

i am the woman there ashamed before the crowd

i am the leper who gave thanks, i am the nine who never came

my God, my God, oh why has Thou accepted me?

you took my sin and wrapped me in your robe and your ring

my God, my God, why has Thou accepted me?

it's a mystery of mercy and the song i sing!

you are the bringer of the moon and all the seasons

you are the singer of the tune that calls the stars

my God, my God, oh why has Thou accepted me

when all my love was vinegar to a thirsty king?

my God, my God, why has Thou accepted me?

it's a mystery of mercy and the song i sing!

~Andrew Peterson