If you could just imagine a bird without a song
Fallen to the barren earth, wounded, left alone
And then with just a motion of a kind and loving hand
The broken wing is mended, the song restored again
The word is mercy, the word is mercy
Nothing else describes what He did for me
On a hill called Elvary, He cast in the sea
Oh, I use my heart to pray for you

The word is to be, the word is mercy
No poet's pen could ever write
The pain one heart can feel
Trying to be worthy of His love
Worthy and knowing you never will
No dreamer's word could quite describe
The beauty in that dream
Where Jesus showed that God is great
So true, so true, so true

So I don't have to leave
The word is mercy, the word is mercy
Nothing else describes what He did for me



On a hill called Elvary, He cast in the sea
All I use to be, the word is mercy
Nothing else describes what He did for me



On a hill called Elvary, He cast in the sea
On a hill called Elvary, He cast in the sea
All I use to be, the word is mercy
Nothing else describes what He did for me


On a hill called Elvary, He cast in the sea