Living By Grace
By grace I live, by grace I pray, it
calms my soul as I bring
myself toward
God,
I shall give unto Him what He has
given to me, it sounds
strange, it sounds
odd.
I am not on God's level in any way
or any form, but I'm God's
creator at every
turn,
I am the one who forms His image,
without me our meetings
would have to
adjourn.
Yorktown Disciple
By grace I live, by grace I pray, it
calms my soul as I bring
myself toward
God,
I shall give unto Him what He has
given to me, it sounds
strange, it sounds
odd.
I am not on God's level in any way
or any form, but I'm God's
creator at every
turn,
I am the one who forms His image,
without me our meetings
would have to
adjourn.
Yorktown Disciple
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What
He
has
given
to
me
He
has
given
to
me