The mercy of God
saved him from
the world.

With his alleged
****** birth
flesh from
light and darkness
mixed in a
good and evil
conflict.

Flesh and meat
eaten.
A member
to pluck fruit.
Wicked lost souls
belonged to
the lower order.

Mercy came to me
like the answer to my prayer
As I live every day
on borrowed time.

Do you know of such value,
O fellow mere mortals?
Judgment postponed
Death delayed
Life blessed
Grace given
Forgiveness bestowed.

Mercy came to me
by the means of a friend
the answer to my prayer
who prayed for me

As I stirred on
to seek
the deep wonders
of God.

I whispered and sighed,
"How can this be?"
I screamed and cried out
in the wilderness
beholding in awe
glory, majesty
wrath.

Still, mercy came to me
like the sweet answer
to my prayer
consoling and attending
to all my dreaded fears.

Mercy came to me
in the likes of a Person
who loved me and
gave Himself for me.

And now I live
on borrowed time
making the most of every
opportunity while my
judgement is postponed,
death is delayed,
life blessed,
grace given,
forgiveness bestowed.

In time, mercy comes to me
and now I freely give
as I have been given.

I've been wanting to write a song since I was 17 years old.
Put my own things to the side, to help another man grow.
Now I'm here at 25 tryna find what I stand for.
With my little girls eyes watching every move close.
I lost all my sense of pride, had me laying on the floor.
Felt so much pain inside, still couldn't make it out that door.
Felt like I failed my daughter inside, let her see her mother choke.
Saw the pain all in her eyes and knew that it was time to go.

Encased
My hands bound,
Legs tied to the ground.
I am helpless,
And my mind can have its way
With me,
Just as it pleases.

Show me
Your tortuous tendencies,
Or sporadic mercy.
I hope for the latter;
I hope for at least a speck of love this time.

I may very well attempt to escape,
But I have done as much as I can in the past,
And know most actions are futile.

There was a moment where the bindings had loosened.
I found that out when I began to love and be happy for myself,
But would tighten as soon
As I once again lost hope.

I hope to one day escape,
And gain unlimited freedom.

You said the words, admitted who was right,
Your heart's ****** wounds must be a sorry sight,
Asking for mercy so I am writing you this song,
To say it's too late for us, you can do somone else wrong.