Thank you Father for Your saving grace 

For everytime I escaped disgrace 

You come through and save my face 

Bringing me back to Your place.


Amazing Grace, how sweet thou at

Everytime I fail to play my part,

When sin rips my soul apart

And failures trouble my heart.


Saving grace— but I’m saved already 

Unending phase when I keep falling steady 

Subtly suggesting I’m not ready 

To be called Yours, and your strategy.


I need Your Preserving Grace

Keep me aligned with your pace 

So I’m forever seeking your face 

In a world filled with so much craze.


Keep me — I’m your Precious Art 

Let me always be where you’re sat.

Let Preserving Grace enroll me into your draft 

And in Your will give me a part.


Help my feet be on steady 

So that I’m forever ready 

And even the best disguise of the enemy 

Will be intimidated to come near me.


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