Root of Mercy

Written by Lizz Wright, Chris Bruce, Lynne Earls, Justin Hicks

I remember

She had a tree

An oak down Thompson Lane

She would kneel and pray there

Till she rose in glory

Leaning limbs and sweeping moss

Over the dusty road

They tell me

How she laid there till she found her peace

At the root of mercy

In the quiet place

Hear me Lord, hide me

Hide me

Hear me Lord, hide me

When the city sends me home

Weary from dreaming

I remember

And I kinda hold my breath

Trying to hear

The street has a different name

But I know this place

At the root of mercy

In the quiet place

Hear me Lord, hide me

Hide me

Remember my children

Hear me Lord, hide me