Sunday, May 16, 2010

The Beauty of Grace is That Its Free

So here I am back at square one
I screwed up again and now I'm on the run
As sure as history repeats
I admit my defeat
And I hang my head in shame
Afraid to call out your name

But the beauty of grace is that its free
And no one needs it more than little ol' me
Because you loved the biggest screw up
And you gave me a tune up
And showered me with love beyond compare

You picked me up when I fell down
Down on the ground
You brushed me off and turned me around
You saved me from falling off the edge of the rope
And instead gave me the gift of hope

Even when I thought I was not loved
When I thought I was an unknown
You gave me love more than enough
And made me feel like I was your own

Thank you thank you
For the love that you gave
For the people you save
For the road that you paved

Thank you thank you
For loving someone like me
For helping others to see
For nurturing this little seed
To grow into a healthy tree
And now I want to sing
Sing to the king
Despite what others may say or judge
When it comes to my faith I won't budge

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