I am the woman at the well, I am the harlot
I am the scattered seed that fell along the path
I am the son that ran away
And I am the bitter son that stayed

My God, my God why hast though accepted me
When all my love was vinegar to a thirsty King?
My God, my God why hast though accepted me
It's a mystery of mercy and the song, the song I sing

I am the angry man who came to stone the lover
I am the woman there ashamed before the crowd
I am the leper that gave thanks
But I am the nine that never came

My God, my God why hast though accepted me
When all my love was vinegar to a thirsty King?
My God, my God why hast though accepted me
It's a mystery of mercy and the song, the song I sing

You made the seed that made the tree
That made the cross that saved me
You gave me hope when there was none
You gave me your only Son

My God, My God, Lord you are my God
My God, My God, Lord you are my God
My God, My God, Lord you are my God
My God, My God, Lord you are my God

words and music by Andrew Peterson and Randall Goodgame

Behind the Song:
"“Mystery of Mercy” is about our bondage to sin and, despite our guilt, the free gift of freedom from sin in Christ. At first it’s sad and scary, but then you remember that the God of the Universe has your hand, and it’s like the greatest ending to the greatest movie you’ll ever see. You are weeping, but they are tears of joy." - Randall Goodgame