| Song | Grace And Nothing More |
| Artist | Steve Green |
| Album | Premiere Performance Plus: Grace And Nothing More |
| 作曲 : Mathes, Mohr, Naish | |
| I thought while on this voyage long | |
| My strength God would increase | |
| And at some point along the way | |
| My struggling would cease | |
| I fought with boldness, wind and wave | |
| And yet the skirmish lost | |
| Exhausted, all provision gone | |
| The channel still uncrossed | |
| As lifeless I in stillness drift | |
| Just strength enough to pray | |
| It's only then I feel the surge | |
| That speeds me on my way | |
| By His own hand and faithfulness | |
| He steers me toward a distant shore | |
| And the wind that billows in the sail | |
| Is grace and nothing more | |
| Yes, it's grace and nothing more | |
| I seek the bloom of holiness | |
| He leads me deep within | |
| Reveals the hardness of my heart | |
| Unearths my hidden sin | |
| My barren soul groans in despair | |
| In brokenness I cry | |
| Oh, God, I find no hope in me | |
| A smile His sweet reply | |
| For where the tears of brokenness | |
| Have soaked the fallow ground | |
| The tender shoots of holiness | |
| Now spring up all around | |
| Strength in my weakness | |
| Joy through the pain | |
| Hope when I'm helpless | |
| Loss my greatest gain |
| zuò qǔ : Mathes, Mohr, Naish | |
| I thought while on this voyage long | |
| My strength God would increase | |
| And at some point along the way | |
| My struggling would cease | |
| I fought with boldness, wind and wave | |
| And yet the skirmish lost | |
| Exhausted, all provision gone | |
| The channel still uncrossed | |
| As lifeless I in stillness drift | |
| Just strength enough to pray | |
| It' s only then I feel the surge | |
| That speeds me on my way | |
| By His own hand and faithfulness | |
| He steers me toward a distant shore | |
| And the wind that billows in the sail | |
| Is grace and nothing more | |
| Yes, it' s grace and nothing more | |
| I seek the bloom of holiness | |
| He leads me deep within | |
| Reveals the hardness of my heart | |
| Unearths my hidden sin | |
| My barren soul groans in despair | |
| In brokenness I cry | |
| Oh, God, I find no hope in me | |
| A smile His sweet reply | |
| For where the tears of brokenness | |
| Have soaked the fallow ground | |
| The tender shoots of holiness | |
| Now spring up all around | |
| Strength in my weakness | |
| Joy through the pain | |
| Hope when I' m helpless | |
| Loss my greatest gain |