Mercy Saw Me

The years had left scars,
And the scars have left pain,
How could he recognize me,
For I wasn’t the same;
I knew I should pay and I knew the price,
For justice and law had demanded my life.
O but his tender heart heard my desperate cry,
And he saw all my past through merciful eyes!
Beautiful, that’s how mercy saw me,
For I was broken and so lost;
Mercy looked at all my faults.
Justice of God saw what I had done,
But mercy saw me through the Son;
Not what I was but what I could be,
That’s how mercy saw me!
For sin had stolen all my dignity,
And all my self esteem;
But I was made brand new again,
When mercy looked at me.
Beautiful, that’s how mercy saw me,
For I was broken and so lost;
Mercy looked at all my faults.
Justice of God saw what I had done,
But mercy saw me through the Son;
Not what I was but what I could be,
That’s how mercy saw me!
Not what I was but what I could be,
That’s how mercy saw me!
That’s how mercy saw me!