The Grace of Jesus isn’t something to forget.
To get so comfortable, that we then don’t “expect”.
Beauty from the pain and freedom for the Slave.
All because of what Jesus did and gave.
His gift is life, forgiveness, hope and love.
All from His beauty that flows from above.
A gift so great we can never comprehend.
A life so full that there’s no heart He can’t mend.
GRACE. So abundant and so beautifully true.
Creating a masterpiece and making old things new.
Never ashamed yet filled with joy and grace.
Waiting and reflecting in His warm embrace.
So challenged, refined and pruned to the core.
He believes in me there is more.
He sees potential when others have given up.
His blood is powerful and I remember this with a cup.