Jonah

When the storm tore down the city,
I had some friends I tried to call.
But my kindness just left me hurting.
I felt like a burden on them all.

Something big has swallowed me.
It chokes me like a weed wrapped around my throat.
Last night I saw cars floating through the rain,
and an angel inside me awoke.
I listened to him as he spoke:

Jonah, Jonah,
No one deserves your mercy like you.
No one deserves your mercy like you do.
So comfort yourself through the storm.
Don’t torment yourself any more.

When the Lord told me to rise
and face the ones who’d done me wrong,
I was so scared of losing you forever.
I’ve never been much good at moving on.

I’ve been hiding from you in this city.
I’ve been living where my heartache will not show.
But the Lord, he sent this hurricane
and it’s plain there is no other place to go.
And his angel keeps whispering low:

Jonah, Jonah,
No one deserves your mercy like you.
No one deserves your mercy like you do.
So comfort yourself through the storm.
Don’t torment yourself anymore.

I’m not asking you to make me better.
Just let me hate you.
One day I’ll love you for real.
Don’t you know that all I wanted was you?
You who could reach me.
You who could teach me what I feel.
You know what I feel.

Jonah, Jonah,
No one deserves your mercy like you.
No one deserves your mercy like you do.
So comfort yourself through the storm.
Don’t torment yourself anymore.

Words and music copyright of Paul Weinfield/Tam Lin Music Publishing (BMI, 2013)

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