Jon Foreman
Mercy’s War
I was looking for excuses
And you offered me my soul
In the name of all my weakness
In the name of Rock & Roll
By your sickness I am healed
'Cause they broke you, I am whole

Oh, the wonderful blood of Jesus

I went looking for the fig leaves
And you asked me what they're for
I was building up a wall
And you offered me a door
I was hoping for silver spoons
When you handed me a sword

Oh, the wonderful blood of Jesus
Maker is unmade
Love succums to hate
Life himself is slain

Is death the only way?
Is death the only way?

I went looking for religion
Absolutely not a friend
I went looking for ways out
And you showed me the way in
I went looking for a ghost
And instead I found a man
Oh, the wonderful blood of Jesus

'Felt like I was at the end
'Felt like giving up on life
I talked about your mother
And denied you once or twice
Yeah, I plucked out your beard
'Put a sword into your side

Oh, the wonderful blood of Jesus
Life and love are torn
Like a blaze of earthly swords
You cut the final cord

This is mercy's war
This is mercy's war

I was chasing after safety
When my world went up in flames
You sought all my defences
Washed my ashes down the drain
'Thought mercy was a stranger
But you called me out by name

Oh, the wonderful blood of Jesus
Your wounds were gaping open
'Couldn't recognize you at first
And all I had to offer you was an insult or a curse
Your blood dripped down like poison
On the nausiated earth
Oh, the wonderful blood of Jesus
This is mercy's war
This is mercy's war
This is mercy's war
This is mercy's war
This is mercy's war
This is mercy's war
Oh, the wonderful blood of Jesus