The Grace of God
Grace oh grace
What do I ever do without grace?
I could never have enough grace
I will always do things wrong
Mess things up
Think the wrong things
Do the wrong ways
If there is a forgotten one
I will find it
Just kidding
Don't know why I say that
But yeah if it's wrong
somehow I will stumble upon it
Does God always forgive me?
I don't know
But I think He will be sad
and will teach me a lesson
Do I always want to do something right?
But why I always do something wrong?
I will always ever do something wrong
It's in my makeup
I can't help it
I don't ever want to try to do something
'cause I don't believe in it
Either you have it or you don't
No point of trying
So if I always ever do something wrong
Is it a thing called grace
come to play?
Yeah God come play with me
as I need You
I can't do this by myself
I will fall flat on my face
No grace there
But I will have Your grace
Do you want me to fall flat on my face?
Copyright © Toquyen Harrell | Year Posted 2015
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