Mercy comes.

Always merciful
©1-25-12 Hannah McLean

In life we find
both hills and vales
Our feet on ground
of fleece or nails
Sometimes we wave
sometimes we cling
Our hearts both weep
and also sing
You know the place
our feet must trod
You know all things
for You are God
And all the hours
on our knees
You see and
answer faithfully
You’ll lead us ‘round or
carry us through
For mercy always
flows from You