Lyrics

Oh, Mercy, fall on me Like a warm blanket On my cold, cold heart Clean me with Your blood That turns me white... on the inside I'm on my knees again... 'Cause I'm breaking Your heart CHORUS Put in me what I cannot buy with gold Put in me, oh God, come restore my broken soul Put in me what I cannot give myself Put in me... a clean heart I know all my broken places Like the back of my hand That slapped your face again Wash me with your love And hold me tight like a baby 'Till I have no memory Of ever breaking Your heart BRIDGE And in the joy when you restore me I will stand and walk again I will run into this world I will call them to come in But I will not point my finger or grow that wicked skin That cannot remember what I will not forget I how I broke you, or how I'm broken
Writer(s): Henry Benoit Pasley, Robin Deanne Pasley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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