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
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 Strength?
Here comes the horde
I cry out.
Why have you forsaken me Oh My God?
Where is your mercy?
Where is your mercy?
Where is your mercy?
Where is your mercy?
I
am
right
here.
My
strength
is
yours.
Don't lose faith."
"Keep your eyes on my light,"
"I am right here. My strength is yours."
Keep
your
eyes
on
my
light,
I
will
guide
you
through
the
battle.
I
will
guide
you
through
the
battle.
My LORD hears my prayers
My LORD hears my prayers
I fall to my knees
I lift up my hands
Focus on the light
Focus on his face
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.
This weary warrior,
with the strength of a thousand.
This weary warrior,
with the strength of a thousand.
Of A Thousand