Mercy Songtext
von Pablo Moses

Whoa, my people
Are you ready for the struggle?
Whoa, come on, my people
Get up, stand up and fight
To defend Jah honour
And build up your grace
To rule in righteousness
And without disgrace

Whoa, look how they come to the altar
To bring about a new world order
They spend their days exploiting each other
Never to remember the words of the Father
With no solid foundation, no humanity
With no light shining for them, Jah still show mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy


Whoa, my people
Are you ready for the struggle?
Whoa, come on, my people
Get up, stand up and fight
To defend Jah honour
And build up your grace
To rule in righteousness
And without disgrace

Whoa, look how they come to the altar
To bring about a new world order
They spend their days exploiting each other
Never to remember the word of the Father
With no solid foundation, no humanity
With no light shining for them, Jah still show mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy

I have to tell you this, I say
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Show them some mercy