GRACE

I dreamed a dream and in my dream

I stood alone before a Man of grand esteem

Something’s wrong there‘s blood on my hand

It runs down each arm and pools in the sand

I thought we were friends but it seems not the case

Murderer, assassin there’s guilt on my face

A hand at the hammer and fingers to the spike

Truth be known, Satan and I are so much alike

Judas and Pilate just accomplices you see

The Man of grace was butchered by me

Forgive, forgive, Oh Jesus forgive

Guilty as charged in hell I shall live

There’s nowhere to run and no place to hide

I stand afore court my fate to decide

It is quiet now soon justice will fall

But across and through time comes a great call

It is finished, sin subdued so you could be whole

And grace like a torrent pours over my soul

I’m drenched in His mercy cleansed by His grace

Faultless I stand with radiant face

Undeserved favor, forgiveness my beauty

Faithful to Christ forever my duty

-written by CR Stevens