By Grace

The dust settles and all is clear
The storm of life subsides
In my darkness you are near
In you I must confide
 
In my weakness I grow strong
Through danger there is hope
Secure in you when all is wrong
You lead me up the slope
 
I am a criminal with many faults
But the beauty is through faith
When my life comes to a halt
I may live with you by grace
 

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