I wanna swear it's true, but it's hard to defend it,
I know it comes from you, and I don't comprehend it,
Love never fails, mercy will prevail,
I wanna swear it's true, but it's hard to defend it.
In the chill of a cruel word,
In the nest of a wounded bird,
In the shadow of doubt,
In the smoke...in the smoke of a torch blown out.
I wanna swear it's true, but it's hard to believe it,
I know it comes from you, so I want to receive it,
Divine love never fails, mercy will prevail,
I wanna swear that's true, but it's hard to believe it.
In the thrust of a bayonet,
In the hour of deep regret,
In a world gone insane,
In the eye...in the eye of a hurricane.
In the chill of a cruel word,
In the nest of a wounded bird,
In the shadow of doubt,
In the smoke...in the smoke of a torch blown out,
In the flight of a sharp stone,
In the rubble where children moan,
In our own apathy,
In the blood, in the river at Calvary.
