Nathaniel Bassey - Fountain Of Mercy Lyrics
Lyrics
Mercy of the Lord, mercy of the Lord Mercy of the Lord, mercy of the Lord
I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me
There is therefore no condemnation For those who are rooted in Christ The Darkness has got nothing on me His Blood is availing for me There is therefore no condemnation For those who are rooted in Christ The Darkness has got nothing on me His Blood is availing for me
I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me
The Lord is my Song and Salvation He crowns me with Glory and Grace All that I need He has given And works everything for His praise The Lord is my Song and Salvation He crowns me with Glory and Grace All that I need He has given And works everything for His praise
I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me
Everywhere I go, everywhere I turn Favour is all around me Everything I do, everything I touch Mercy is speaking for me Everywhere I go, everywhere I turn Favour is all around me Everything I do, everything I touch Mercy is speaking for me Everywhere I go, everywhere I turn Favour is all around me Everything I do, everything I touch Mercy is speaking for me Everywhere I go, everywhere I turn Favour is all around me Everything I do, everything I touch Mercy is speaking for me
I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me Your mercy is speaking for me
I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me I drink from the fountain of mercy I soar on the wings of your Grace I walk through the doors of great favour Your mercy is speaking for me
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Meaning & Inspiration
Nathaniel Bassey’s "Mercy of the Lord" doesn’t ask the congregation to jump through hoops to reach a state of worship. It’s an endurance song—the kind that settles into the floorboards of a room. From a technical standpoint, the repetition here isn’t a crutch; it’s a rhythm of breathing. When we’re standing at the front, we often worry about keeping people engaged, but this track does the work for us by anchoring the room in a single, unwavering declaration.
The line that catches me every time—the one that stops the frantic energy of a Sunday morning in its tracks—is "Your mercy is speaking for me."
Think about the weight of that. Romans 8:34 asks, "Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died—more than that, who was raised—who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us." When we sing Bassey’s words, we aren't just reciting a fact; we are leaning into the reality of a Legal Advocate. Most of the time, our songs are about what we are doing for God—our sacrifice, our praise, our climbing. This song flips the script. It places the burden of defense on the finished work of the Cross. If I’m in the middle of a mess, if I’m failing, I don’t have to muster up a speech to defend my position before the Father. The blood is doing the talking. It’s a quiet, humbling relief.
Then there is the stanza, "There is therefore no condemnation / For those who are rooted in Christ." He lifts this directly from Romans 8:1. As a builder of these moments, I find this vital. Too many songs leave people floating in the ether of "feeling blessed." This gives them a root system. It forces us to acknowledge that the absence of condemnation isn't because we got our act together today; it’s because of where we are planted.
But I’ll be honest—there is a tension in the sheer volume of "me" language toward the end. "Everywhere I go... Favour is all around me." In the hands of a lesser songwriter, this could drift into a prosperity mindset where the singer becomes the protagonist. Yet, because of the recurring refrain—"Your mercy is speaking for me"—the focus is pulled back to the Source. The favour isn't a badge of merit; it’s the shadow cast by the mercy that is already standing in the gap.
When the music finally cuts out, what is left? It isn't a lingering adrenaline rush. It’s the realization that you are safer than you feel. You walk out of the room holding the truth that your failures have been overruled. It’s not about how well you sang; it’s about the fact that even when you go silent, the mercy of God remains loud. That’s a firm place to stand.