Alone in my bed, I wake again In the middle of the night, in pain.
With no comforter in sight, with no guide, with no friend,
Any cry of mine for help would be in vain.
Then my mind catches hold of a single thought
That breaks my terrifying fall:
Is it possible that what I’ve been taught,
Could be true, even for me, after all?
Does His mercy – stretch this far?
Can His grace be applied to me?
Am I one of those He suffered and died for?
With his stripes, can I be set free?
I’m almost afraid to hope, just in case it isn’t real.
Yet hope is what I must catch hold of,
If I’m to leave behind the pain I feel.
Alone in my bed, I ponder again
Those words I’ve heard so many times before:
God so loved the world that He sent His Son,
To save and to rescue and restore.
Oh, my mind catches hold of that single thought,
And I grasp even tighter to that rope:
That strand of faith that could lift me out
From this darkness into bright new hope!
Does His mercy – stretch this far?
Can his grace be applied to me?
Am I one of those He suffered and died for?
With His stripes, can I be set free?
I’m almost afraid to turn to Him, just in case He turns away.
But turn to Him I must if I’m to be saved by Him this day.
Oh, Jesus – oh, thou Son of God –
Have mercy on my endangered soul!
Oh, Savior – wilt thou send thy light into my darkness;
Wilt thou rescue me, and wilt thou make me whole?
Alone in my bed, I hear the sound of birds at the break of day;
Is it possible that the light of morning is finally on its way?
My mind grasps hold of a single thought:
He was sent to save, not to condemn;
And my heart finds peace, as a new day dawns,
And this long night comes to an end.
Because His mercy… stretched even this far…
For me.
