"My Father could use a little mercy, now
The fruits of his labor fall and rot slowly on the ground
His work is almost over
It won't be long
He won't be around
I love my Father
He could use some mercy, now"- Mary Gauthier
"My brother could use a little mercy, now
He's a stranger to freedom
He's shackled to his fear and his doubt
the pain that he lives in is almost more than living will allow
I love my brother
He could use some mercy, now"
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