What love could remember
No wrongs we have done?
Omniscient, all knowing,
He counts not their sum.
Thrown into a sea without
Bottom or shore.
Our sins, they are many,
His mercy is more.
Praise the Lord, His mercy is more.
Stronger than darkness, new ev'ry morn.
Our sins, they are many His mercy is more.
What patience would wait
As we constantly roam?
What Father so tender
Is calling us home?
He welcomes the weakest,
The vilest, the poor.
Our sins, they are many
His mercy is more.
Praise the Lord, His mercy is more.
Stronger than darkness, new ev'ry morn.
Our sins, they are many His mercy is more.
What riches of kindness
He lavished on us.
His blood was the payment,
His life was the cost.
We stood 'neath a debt
We could never afford.
Our sins, they are many
His mercy is more.
Praise the Lord, His mercy is more.
Stronger than darkness, new ev'ry morn.
Our sins, they are many His mercy is more.
