Mercy, Now, as Root and Core Lyrics

Mercy, Now, as Root and Core
A storm that drives one in for cover
May in time be blessed a lover.
Not as beautiful in face,
Or tender, nor possessing grace,
But an escort to the throne
Where mercy, now, her depths make known.
"Oh cursed wind!" I'd first proclaim,
Not knowing wind to bear the name
Of pilot, navigator, guide,
Each t**le acc'rately applied
While beaching me on humbled shore
Where self is less and Christ is more.
Brought to the refuge of your cleft,
Here I look 'round at nothing left
And see how pride lies deathly still
When shown the limit of it's will.
I cannot boast or roar again,
Save, in this cleft that's hemmed me in.
What blinding light breaks through the rear!
This cleft's a door whisp'ring, "Come near,
And watch God's light illuminate
Where eyes of flesh could not make straight."
Each trial sung in earthly score
Hears mercy, now, as root and core.
w. m. Jason Harms