Grace upon Grace
Oh fallen one, Oh fallen I,
We hear a thousand voices cry,
Just follow me descended man,
And, keep your pace as best you can.
In jungles rich with half-baked truth,
I search for honesty forsooth,
Until all broken bent on knee,
I cry, “Dear Lord, O please save me!”
“Then, not my will, but Yours be done,”
I sense the face of Your dear Son,
Now, filled with God’s grace from within,
Find joy in my forgiven sin.
More twenty years your grace I’ve known,
Serenest peace which ne’er has flown,
It gives me strength each day to live,
Within your will my life to give!
Peter Lowell Paulson
February 17, 2018
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