Mystery Of Mercy

I am the woman at the well, I am the harlot I am the scattered seed that fell along the path I am the son that ran away And I am the bitter son that stayed My God, my God why hast though accepted me When all my love was vinegar to a thirsty King? My God, my God why hast though accepted me It's a mystery of mercy and the song, the song I sing I am the angry man who came to stone the lover I am the woman there ashamed before the crowd I am the leper that gave thanks But I am the nine that never came My God, my God why hast though accepted me When all my love was vinegar to a thirsty King? My God, my God why hast though accepted me It's a mystery of mercy and the song, the song I sing You made the seed that made the tree That made the cross that saved me You gave me hope when there was none You gave me your only Son My God, Lord you are My God, my God, Lord you are...