20 lyrics for "Oh, mercy, mercy me"

With words that pierce the dark with light Only by the blood are we set free. With mercy strong to carry shame With breath that brings the dead to life Hold the power to redeem. And nail it to a tree you alone Rejoice oh child of God Lift your eyes to
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Oh lord, have mercy on my soul For I have walked the sinful road Lord, have mercy on me, please So I'm gonna get down on my knees Beg forgiveness to help set me free Lord, have mercy on my soul That I'm down on my knees Jesus, I must confess
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Mercy on judgment, Lord Downpressor man, where you gonna run to? Run to the Lord, Lord, what you hidin'? Oh, along that day I wouldn't like to be a flea, under your collar, man Oh, along that day, sad day Tell me, downpressor man, where you gonna run to?
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No food on my table And no shoes to go on my feet Hard times, hard times Hard times seem like a jealous thing My children cry for mercy They got no place to call your own If someone don't help me And I just can't be around three months long No shoes on
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Rosalie, my darling, Rosalie, my dream. Since one night when stars danced above, I'm oh, oh, so much in love, So Rosalie, have mercy. Rosalie, don't decline. Won't you make my life thrilling And tell me you're willing to be mine, Rosalie, mine.
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It's not somewhere else One day at a time It holds us like a phantom The touch is like a breeze It shines its understanding See the moon smiling Open on all channels Ready to receive And we're not at the mercy
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Oh please have, have mercy Have mercy on me, you’re breaking my heart Have mercy on me, I’m falling apart Got your made up mind And I just don’t know how we got So wrong, for so long Have mercy on me, mercy my heart Somehow I can’t let go But I know I’ve
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Oh beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife Who more than self, our country loved And mercy more than life America, America may God thy gold refine Til all success be nobleness And every gain divined And you know when I was in school We used to
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Oh, Lord have mercy on my wicked soul, Hey, black mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, don't care what I do, Hey, mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, baby, don't care what I do. You take a brown-skinned
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