Cj Baylym — Grace Got Me

Had those on my name and put on my shoes.
I came in quiet but
I left brand new.
I must say keep walking
Even when you tire.
Now
I feel that mercy burning like a fire.
I was low, low, low.
Now
I'm rising.
I was hurt, hurt, hurt.
Now
I'm finding.
There is a hand that never lets go.
Pulling me up.
Pulling me home.
Grace got me.
Grace got me.
Grace got me home.
Grace got me.
Grace got me.
I'm not alone.
I'm not alone.
Grace got me.
Waste on me all the way through.
Waste on me.
Waste on me.
And they carried me to you
And it carried me to you
My table was empty.
My heart was thin.
I wore a hard face to hide the hurt within.
But you put oil on the broken brow.
What
I thought was over is holy ground now.
I was low, low, low, now
I'm rising.
I was hurt, hurt, hurt, now
I'm finding.
There is a hand that never lets go.
Pulling me up.
Pulling me home.
Grace got me.
Grace got me.
Grace got me home.
Grace got me.
Grace on me.
Not alone.
I'm not alone.
Grace on me all the way through.
Grace on me.
Grace got me.
And it carried me to you.
Carried me to you.
When the night came hard, you stayed near.
When my faith was small you were clear.
I can hear my name in your song.
I was held all along.
I was held all along.
Grace got me.
Grace got me.
Grace got me.
Grace got me.
I'm not alone.
I'm not alone.
Got me.
Grace got me all the way through.
Grace got me.
Grace got me.
And it carried me to you.
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