Amazing Saving Grace



 For all the days of my life

Throughout the seasons of time

I will sing of the wonders of your name

I will sing praise and worship you

For your amazing saving grace

 

You never left me on my own

Even in the darkest of nights

In the toughest of times

You remained with me

How great your amazing saving grace

 

You helped rescue this tainted heart

You picked up the broken pieces

And made in me a new heart

A washed and untainted heart

Your amazing saving grace revealed

 

You saved me from the pursuit of the devourer

In a time of war, you won the battle 

I will sing of your victorious and saving deeds

For in my weakness you were strong

And now I walk in your amazing saving grace

 

I stand before you now

A man filled with power and love

I lift my hands to worship you

I bow in adoration of your name

Thanking you for your amazing saving grace

 

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