Ayob Palani - Echoes of Mercy Lyrics

Jesus, the innocent child, born in the silent night,
Unaware of the journey that lay beyond his sight.
Bound in heavy chains, like Joseph long ago,
Cast into dark wells, where shadows weave and flow.

Brought back for mere grain, a price so small and bleak,
Wandering through ruins, lost and weary, weak.
After thirty long years, a miracle to gain,
He returned to shower us with his purifying rain.


Yet faced the wrath of Cain, with hearts both cold and rife,
Bashed, bitten, lashed, his spirit filled with strife.
Bearing a heavy cross, a heart like fragile thorn,
Like a ghostly train, on a path forever worn.


Crossed, hanged, and stabbed, he bore the world's deep grief,
Still he prayed for mercy, for those seeking belief-
"For they know not the lives they trample in disbelief."


And after his death, in a cave, he lay still,
Awoke in silence, with a heart cold and chill.
To leave our world behind, never to speak again,
A whisper in shadows, a prayer for our sin.