God's grace rewrote my story To be touched by His glory By grace, I will testify About the God that I deify
Greater things have yet to come As we join linked to His kingdom All that good that I can conceive Becomes as possible as I believe
And I stand somehow justified Despite the times, I've self-crucified Seeking to kill all the wrong in me The Lord guided me to new possibilities
In all the efforts that I have tried There is only one path to be justified Through the span of a thousand generations Let our praise be given in veneration
That resonates across the ages It is written across a thousand pages His holy name is above us all Remaining always worthy of recall
And I stand somehow justified Despite the times, I've self-crucified Seeking to kill all the wrong in me The Lord guided me to new possibilities
As the Church, we stand separate and apart Joined as we are to be holy inside our hearts We are wiser than we are close to clever But smart enough to praise His holiness forever
In all the times that my life has crumbled I have somehow been held up as I tumbled Blessed to be healed by the Lord's sacred hand This life has shown me, and I've come to understand
And I stand somehow justified Despite the times, I've self-crucified Seeking to kill all the wrong in me The Lord guided me to new possibilities
(c) August 7, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along