[Verse] Clock strikes twelve, the church is empty, But the preacher’s voice is heavy, soft and slow. Talks about the debts we carry, Chains we drag where’er we go. [Pre-Chorus] Whispers ‘bout a mercy, Like the rain that wets dry earth. [Chorus] Oh, mercy, sweet mercy, Lift me up and set me free. When the night holds your story, Redemption’s all you’ll see. Mercy, sweet mercy, Won’t you show a weary soul? In the dark, I’ll find the spark, To make an old man whole. [Verse] Broken roads, worn shoes are empty, Every step weighed down by past mistakes. But the preacher’s voice keeps steady, Singing hope that never breaks. [Pre-Chorus] Telling tales of freedom, From the prison of regret. [Chorus] Oh, mercy, sweet mercy, Lift me up and set me free. When the night holds your story, Redemption’s all you’ll see. Mercy, sweet mercy, Won’t you show a weary soul? In the dark, I’ll find the spark, To make an old man whole. [Bridge] If the debt’s too high to pay, There’s a price on love today. No chains can hold the soul that’s true, Redemption’s waiting just for you. [Chorus] Oh, mercy, sweet mercy, Lift me up and set me free. When the night holds your story, Redemption’s all you’ll see. Mercy, sweet mercy, Won’t you show a weary soul? In the dark, I’ll find the spark, To make an old man whole. [Outro] Mercy’s voice, a midnight hymn, Guides me through the shadows dim.