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.

Oh my God you are the highest power
Nothing else can stand nothing else can tower
Oh my God you are unconditional love
You sent your Son; for us he shed his blood

Now I am about to lay me down
But before I do I reminisce about then and now
How you saved my life from terrible things
I been flying clipped but with working wings

I know that in you I am found
The rest of life has its upside downs
It’s you I seek and you know me best
I’m filled with peace when I’m in your rest

The truth is not that you don’t exist
The truth is that you love and you forgive
Truth comes in a variety of ways
And I know for a fact that Jesus saves

You never change, you stick to the letter
I am slowly changing but for the better
Don’t worry about me yesterday only remember
That I am alive and well and fully surrendered

So give your life to God today
Or continue your lonely path of pain
As sorrow shouldn’t be met with joy
I lament and give God my life to employ

You’ll begin to see things in a new light
Don’t be afraid to open your eyes
For it’s when you do; that’s when you’ll realize
That God was there waiting for you this whole time

There I stood in Your mercy,
A single star in an ocean of galaxies
and yet
I knew
I was loved.

Will we care to know who we are,
unbolt our mind and explore.

Boundless lands are a leap away,
yet we decide to stay where we were.

Holding on to careless memories that slip,
we make a conundrum of our life.

Eyes turn to faucets that sob till dusk
and nurture pain that body expels.

Second chances that God showers us with
can drag us towards a utopia.

If our reluctance still shows up,
we must be foolish to preach for mercy.

(Cry of Grievance: life's overwhelming problems.)

Except for God's mercy,
My troubles would have long
Destroyed me.

Multiplied like the stars,
They are as deceitful as
The ways of a brook.
An innocent prey, stalked game;
I am the target of their poignant aim.

Like water, my troubles flow;
They are as unwelcome as a foe.

But God shall plague them.
He shall bind them with a strong cord
And crush them 'neath his mighty foot.
And they shall cease.

Lord, by your sovereign power,
Rebuke them into oblivion
That they all cease.

**NOTE: This psalm does not refer to any person. Herein, I am simply speaking of the daily grind in my life, which seemed to have been multiplied one-hundred fold.