Tender Mercies
The rain moves like little streams
Down Parley Street
From the meadow where
he lay to rest
Beneath my feet.
It’s been years and miles
Till the fields of Lancashire
Made the journey of my heart
Through faith and tears
Tender mercies are falling down
Like drops of pure love
They’re all around.
I’ve crossed the wide oceans
Crossed deep rivers and endless land
Look back on my footsteps
Now I see His hand.
I dreamt of you last night
On the stretch to Rocky Ridge
We were walking hand in hand
Back on the Preston Bridge
Your face is burned bright
Like a frozen memory
And I’ll keep holding on
through eternity.
Tender mercies are falling down
Like drops of pure love
They’re all around.
I’ve crossed the wide oceans
Crossed deep rivers and endless land
Look back on my footsteps
Now I see His hand.
And I will reach forevermore
Tender mercies are falling down
Like drops of pure love from above
They’re all around.
Tender mercies are falling down
Like drops of pure love from above
They’re all around.
Jerry Williams is a tremendous talent. He has more creative passion and talent then ten men could ever have been blessed with. He’s been a source that keeps me continually stretching creatively and has believed in this project and it’s possibilities for me for years. His dedication is obvious by the passionate and moving arrangements that he has put his heart and soul into for the purpose of praising God. He wrote “Tender Mercies” with lyricist Tayrn Scalia. It’s words haunt the heart and convey those voices from the past ones of faith, endurance, and resolve. “Look back on my footsteps now I see His hand.” They stir within us a timeless faithfulness and steadfastness that needs and should strive to be continued today in all of us. -
Marie Osmond |
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