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Marvelous grace of God

 



MARVELOUS GRACE OF GOD
God’s grace is unlimited like the waves on the shore
An ocean so boundless, rolling in evermore.
God bestows it upon us although we are flawed
We can’t comprehend it, but receive it with awe.

That marvelous grace, so wondrous and free
So full and complete that it reached even me
It’s God love everflowing, Unconditional love
As high as the heavens and the sky far above

It rings with the music of sins all forgiven
It’s hope for redemption when life’s not worth living
It’s poetry with lyrics that speak to my soul
It’s just what I need to be completely made whole.

It’s food for my spirit, cool water so sweet
It’s rest when I’m weary, a soothing balm for my feet
Yes, this grace is amazing, and so undeserved
It’s knowing my home is in heaven reserved.

Written by Joan Hart, January 2019
Copyright January 2019 Joan Rowden Hart

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