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The Grace of Jesus
By: Tracey Criswell Wilson Good and evil are raining down upon the earth, They inhabit us all from death to birth. Evil will take over if we are not careful, We must protect ourselves within the circle. We ask you to come down upon the land, Help children, women and men make a stand. Let us all turn faithfully to you in love, To our one true God from up above. Forgive all our faults of yesterday, Make us your tool to use in every way. Sometimes we get lost and feel we can't be found, Then we're reminded of your love, sweet and sound. We are giving hope while gazing into your eyes, And in your loving grace we truly realize How blessed we are to have our sins forgiven, As our voices rejoice, singing in heaven.
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