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Mercies River

Be ye prepared to lay it down yet? Be ye weak and weaker still, from all the carry’n? Be ye tired, bitter-hard from all the griev’n? Be ye prepared to lay it down? Lifted precious broken flightless From the swirling deep, cold waters; Bound up its flightless wing, Flightless warmed by gracious charity; Flightless soon began to sing. Be not songs of joy and happiness But sorrows rent deep through. Songs of betrayal sung, while riding rapids, Flightless companioned me partway through. Somewhere in the mists of sorrows, Flightless unbound its wounded wing. Choosing flight above these rapids; Sing He joy, He rose above me; Leav’n behind his sorrow’s tune. Climbed He high now, A’light with freedom Letting go betrayal too, He grieved not the tears of bondage Enlightened, He had found a new way through. Enlightened free, with new life blessings, Bid me to come, but I can’t fly, No wings to follow true; As His light, circled round these rapids, Bidding me to follow. The torrent wild and frosted through. But I be weak and weaker still; from my carryn’, from my griev’in, Broken down and bitter hard; discouraged, shamed from failures, But I be listen’n whilst I’m watch’n. Enlightened companions me ever still.

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