If you could just imagine a bird without a song
Fallen 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

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 used to be
The word is mercy

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

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 used to be
The word is mercy

On a hill called Calvary
He cast in the sea all I used to be
The word is mercy