His mercies are bountiful!
I stand, a weary warrior,
On this field of battle
Death closes in all around as the fight
Drains from my body
The guiding light seems lost to my eyes
As the Blood of the wicked runs in
Floods of crimson
The waves of their passing lick at my knees
This war of attrition brings agony
I stand alone against the tides of Hell
Where is your light?
Where is your grace?
Here comes the horde
I cry out.
Why have you forsaken me?
Oh My God Where is your mercy?
"I am right here. My strength is yours.
Don't lose faith.
Keep your eyes on my light,"
"I will guide you through the battle."
My LORD hears my prayers
I fall to my knees
I lift up my hands
Blinding light floods my body
Renewed strength and vigor fills my soul
My blade is guided
by everlasting truth
Screams of terror reign
as the wicked are slain
I stand victorious in the LORD
This weary warrior,
with the strength of a thousand.
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Lyrics submitted by Chris.