The years had left scars,
The scars had left pain,
How could He recognise me,
I wasn't the same;
I knew I should pay,
And I knew the price,
For justice and law,
Demanded my life.
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 past all my faults,
The 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!
The scars had left pain,
How could He recognise me,
I wasn't the same;
I knew I should pay,
And I knew the price,
For justice and law,
Demanded my life.
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 past all my faults,
The 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!
This song is an old song. Can't get the writer's name, but this song always ministers to me. It's really a great reminder of God's mercy and grace through the years. Yes, it's an OLD song Pete. =)
same yet different,
gracey
same yet different,
gracey
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