To much who has been given, much is to be expected
When the pain of this world recedes from my face
The only word I am left with is...
Grace
Your grace abounds in my life
It wakes me daily with joy unspeakable
It lays me down at night with blessed assurance
Your grace carries me through each moment
From the light of day I walk in
To behind the wall of sleep
Your grace is what is required
For the surpassingly great revelations will come and go
And conceit is waiting prey
Pride goeth before the fall
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