Mercy on Me-Sho Baraka/Chinua Hawk/AMISHO BARAKA LEWIS/Steven ABRAMSAMADU

Lord Lord you know I tried/ When I should have been strong I cried/ When I should have helped I walked on by/ When I should have told the truth I straight up lied/ I know your love has set me free/ But I keep on putting you back on that tree/ Oh Lord Have your mercy on me/ Loving father put your grace on me on me/ Put Grace on me on me Put Grace on me on me Put Grace on me on me Loving Father Put your Mercy on me on me Put your Mercy on me on me Put your Mercy on me on me Loving Father Put your Mercy on me on me Tre's nerves are bubbling juggling jobs avoid hustling Hard trusting in God- because now he's struggling TV's throwing lust at him Corners boys punking him Wife wants to fuss with him LORD keep touching him He might return to street life But he'll fight will all he can Cause if they test him again He would hate to have kill a man The pressure he can't handle it he's lost ways to channel it He might black out then he ends up back in anger management His common problem is his values aren't- matching his wallet He's praying but still jobless his faith used to keep him honest He's got visions of bad decisions that are void of the godly wisdom So this one bad decision will most likely land him in prison So a week from now He'll be at a bank in town He'll be yelling get down with some other clowns waving a gun around He'll succeed ducking the cops and leaving with profits But he'll have problems dodging all the guilt that's working on his conscience Jane's feeling the pain like razors are in her vein Last year the cancer came and now her life has changed Chemo and pain killers the disdain gets realer Her Hope becomes thinner from all the news that they give her She taking the news with caution 'cause she knows the Lord is awesome But often she pauses of the losses and of what death cost us Is it worth fighting she nauseous plus the hospital charges She's heard there's light in the tunnel but all she sees is Darkness No one is feeling her burden they just keep giving her sermons If they listened with more discernment they could tell that she's hurting Her speech is just an illusion she's scared of the end conclusion If she shares her doubt- she feels her image may be ruined She's holding her fears in tears in She'll be dead by years end She's not thinking through how God forgives sins Until then her nights are long as she is faking strong In the corner of her heart This will be her song sing How often we go thru the motions up and down rollercoasting Scared to admit were hurting nervous thoughts of perversion This culture we've built is perfect were saying his death was worthless Not to concerned with His worship as along as we do our churchin We're decorating our person just to continue lies Or shortcomings we hide is with a shallow disguise To prove we got it together to make it seem like were better Than friends fam whoever we take some extreme measures We have a desire to add to the grace that we have We're never content with our lives we operate in pride We hate to seem dependent but that's the way that He intended Humans made in His image built to live in the tension Learn wisdom we were distant his love we didn't deserve it We confess that we're worthless then break our backs to earn it Without you I'm helpless weak my existence is bleak I refuse to proceed without Your grace and mercy on me