Sin and failure used to live within me here
I've been spat on, ignored, brushed aside
Words hardly tell the pains of the past
Salvation found me in the shit pit of sin
Amazing grace is the new song I sing
The word of God sprouts on the loam of my heart
Grace is a new slate, I write my life anew
The sun rises from its fall, I'm like the sun
Always rising from my many falls
But who looks at my life today
Doesn't see the scars and failures of old
But who sees me now, sees a product of grace
But who knew my rat chase of the past
Will praise the strong fingers of God’s grace
In the foolishness of my yesteryears
My head was on the chopping board of guilt
And in the wisdom of my sinful stupidity
I was badly broken, beaten and battered
In the sad times of my worldly days
I always went to bed with my eyes wide open
Witches ate my sleep, I only took it in sips
Sometimes Satan builds a pyramid of conceit
And we boast foolishly in our sheer ignorance
But grace is a u-turn against the way to destruction
Indeed, sin is an office of sharp thorns
I count myself very lucky to ride on the wheels of grace
I cannot tell all but lean on the pillars of salvation
Grace is the river flowing deep within my life
And grace is not sold in the marketplace
It is buried in the fields of salvation
As for me and my household
We will serve the lord
Amazing grace
Peace