Grace Grace

Lord God you give ears to the ones you’ve chosen

You say – By grace by grace alone you shall come.

Where is the rich man where is the scribe where is the disputer of this age?

Where yesterday with hands of pride – strong – self willed to say – I did it my way.

God, you give ears to hear to those who call

Whose hearts are broken whose hands they fall

and they cry – “Lord God here am I!”

Blessed are the meek the poor

The hungry for your righteousness

By grace Gods Grace the doors of life will open before you

You will not be left outside

 

Hubert Rondeau

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