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It's the light that pierces through you |
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To the darkest hidden place |
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It knows your deepest secrets |
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But it never looks away |
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It's the gentle hand that pulls you |
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From the judgement of the crowd |
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When you stand before them guilty |
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And you got no way out |
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Some may call it foolish and impossible |
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But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle |
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It's nothing less than scandalous |
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This love that took our place |
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Just call it what it is, call it grace |
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Call it grace |
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It's the breath that's breathing new life |
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Into what we thought was dead |
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It's the favor that takes orphans |
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Placing crowns upon their heads |
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It's the hope for our tomorrows |
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The rock on which we stand |
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It's a strong and mighty fortress |
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Even Hell can't stand against |
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Some may call it foolish and impossible |
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But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle |
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It's nothing less than scandalous |
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This love that took our place |
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Just call it what it is, call it grace |
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Call it grace |
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Call it grace |
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Amazing, unshaking |
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This is grace, this is grace |
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Unchanging, unfailing |
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This is grace, this is grace |
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Some may call it foolish and impossible |
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But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle |
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It's nothing less than scandalous |
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This love that took our place |
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Oh call it what it is, just call it what it is |
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Call it grace |