I need your mercy.
I need your grace.
And I need you to tell me that you still love me anyway.
Then I feel your kindness with sticky hands on my face
And with those big brown eyes you tell me,
“Mama, I still love you anyway.”
Your mercies are new every morning.
And you give good things
‘Cause you give peanut butter and jelly grace.
Music and Lyrics written by Nichole Huffaker 2004
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