Worship & mercy go hand in hand. Though the storms arose and covered the lay of the land, I remembered what King David did, when all appeared lost, (He Worshipped.) So, I gathered up my feet and moved directly to the cross. I bowed my knees and worshiped, for the blood that had been shed, was quite enough to aide me, now from his throne he looked ahead. I threw my arms up in worship, as I knelt before his feet, God raised me up, above the storms of life, and now I am seated with him in Christ. His Mercies of deliverance shall never come to an end.