All of grace is my story, all the way from earth to glory. Since by grace He lifted me from sin and woe; Living grace He has extended as on Him my heart depended, And He'll give new grace when it's my time to go.
Grace not yet discovered. Grace not yet uncovered. Grace from His bountiful store. Grace to cross the river, and grace to face forever. There'll be new grace that I've not needed before!
There's been grace for every trial. There's been grace for every mile. There's been grace sufficient from His vast supply; Grace to make my heart more tender, grace to love and pray for sinners, But there'll be new grace when it's my time to die.
song by Tom Hayes
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