Root of Mercy Lyrics

Remember She had a tree An oak down Thompson Lane She would kneel and pray there Till she rose in glory Leaning limbs and sweeping moss Over the dusty road They tell me How she laid there till she found her peace At the root of mercy In the quiet place Hear me Lord, hide me Hide me Hear me Lord, hide me When the city sends me homе Weary from dreaming I remеmber And I kinda hold my breath Trying to hear The street has a different name But I know this place At the root of mercy In the quiet place Hear me Lord, hide me Hide me Remember my children Hear me Lord, hide me