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Perhaps because I have four sons and raising them to be properly compassionate in this culture was difficult, this song touches me.

Let Mercy Lead by Rich Mullins

Aidan you're young
But Aidan you're growing fast
Me and your mom
And all the love we have

We can only take you so far
As far as we can
But you'll need something more to guide your heart
As you grow into a man

Let mercy lead
Let love be the strength in your legs
And in every footprint that you leave
There'll be a drop of grace

If we can reach
Beyond the wisdom of this age
Into the foolishness of God
That foolishness will save

Those who believe
Although their foolish hearts may break
They will find peace
And I'll meet you in that place where mercy leads

Aidan the day
Aidan the day will come
You'll run the race
That takes us way beyond

All our trials and all our failures
And all the good we dream of
But you can't see yet where it is you're heading
But one day you'll see the face of love

Let mercy lead
Let love be the strength in your legs
And in every footprint that you leave
There'll be a drop of grace

If we can reach
Beyond the wisdom of this age
Into the foolishness of God
That foolishness will save

Those who believe
Although their foolish hearts may break
They will find peace
And I'll meet you in that place where mercy leads

Let mercy lead
Let love be the strength in your legs
And in every footprint that you leave
There'll be a drop of grace

If we can reach
Beyond the wisdom of this age
Into the foolishness of God
That foolishness will save

Those who believe
Although their foolish hearts may break
They will find peace
And I'll meet you in that place, let mercy lead
Let mercy lead

Let mercy lead
Let love be the strength in your legs
And in every footprint that you leave
There'll be a drop of grace

If we can reach
Beyond the wisdom of this age
Into the foolishness of God
That foolishness will save
Let mercy lead

Let mercy lead
Let love be the strength in your legs
And in every footprint that you leave
There'll be a drop of grace

If we can reach
Beyond the wisdom of this age
Into the foolishness of God
That foolishness will save
Let mercy lead


(We are huge fans of Rich. We even named our son, Caedmon, as he influenced Caedmon's Call)


Thankful by Caedmon's Call


You know I ran across an old box of letters
While I was baggin' up some clothes for goodwill
Imagine you know I had to laugh that the same old struggles
That plagued me then are plaguin' me still

'Cause I know the road is long from the ground to glory
But a boy can hope he's gettin' some place
But you see I'm runnin' from the very clothes I'm wearin'
And dressed like this I'm fit for the chase

No, there is none righteous, not one who understands
There is none who seek God, no not one, I said, "No not one"

So here I am thankful that I'm incapable
Of doin' any good on my own, yeah

'Cause we're all stillborn and dead in our transgressions
Now we're shackled up to the sin we hold so dear
So what part can I play in the work of redemption
'Cause I can't refuse, and I cannot add a thing

'Cause I am just like Lazarus and I can hear your voice
And I stand and rub my eyes and walk to you because I have no choice

So I am thankful that I'm incapable
Of doin' any good on my own
I say that I'm so thankful that I'm incapable
Of doin any good on my own

'Cause it's by grace I have been saved
And through faith it's not my own
It is a gift of God and not by works
Lest anyone should boast

So I am thankful that I'm incapable
Of doin' any good on my own, yeah
I said I'm so thankful that I'm incapable
Of doing any good on my own, yeah

I am thankful that I'm incapable
Of doing any good on my own, yeah
I say that I'm so thankful that I'm incapable
Of doing any good on my own

No, no, no, no, no, yeah...

Confirmed my suspicion on the user name

I love, love, love the old Doxology.

"Praise God from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him all creatures here below;
Praise Him above ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Amen."



"Oh perfect redemption, the purchase of blood:
to every believer the promise of God;
The vilest offender who truly believes,
that moment from Jesus a pardon receives."
-To God be the Glory

"Versa est in luctum cithara mea,
et organum meum in vocem flentium.
Parce mihi Domine,
nihil enim sunt dies mei."

Translated:
"My harp is turned to grieving
and my flute to the voice of those who weep.
Spare me, O Lord,
for my days are as nothing."