|  By
Grace
© 2006 Matthew A. Gray
She came into Sunday School;
her dress was quite short
And her tattoo could clearly be seen
And his odor of smoke almost made me choke
Plus the nicotine had stained his teeth
When I see them come my
way, I want to turn away
And a smug, catty comment is the first thing I would say
But that’s not Your way. I think You’d stay
So help me remember, I pray. . .
Chorus: For it
is by grace you have been saved through faith
And this not of yourselves, it is the gift of God
Not by works so that no one can boast
But I’ve lived all my life,
through trials & strife
Trying to answer Your call
Aren’t You impressed? Though I’m often distressed
I’ve done pretty well, all in all
As pride rises within,
You show me that it’s sin
And I recognize the foolishness of arrogance again
My excuses wear thin; my mind starts to spin
Working for salvation is where I’ve been
Chorus
Bridge: I want
to give my Master a labor of love
Instead of my own efforts trying to cover what I’m guilty of
You’re calling me to come to You & trust in You alone
It’s just by mercy I’m worthy to humbly kneel before Your throne
Chorus
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