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GMarvelous gD7race of our loGving Lord, grDace that exceeds our sGin and our guilt. Yonder on CalD7vary's moGunt our poEmured thAmere where the blood of the LGamb wDas spGilt.
Grace, grace, GCod's grGace. GrD7ace that will pardon and cleGanse CwithiGn. Grace, grace, GoCd's grGace. GrAmace that is greater than aGll oDur sGin.
GSin and desD7pair like the sGea waves cold threDaten the soul with iGnfinite loss. Grace that is greD7ater, yes grGace untEmold, poiAmnts to the refuge the GmightDy crGoss.
GDark is the sD7tain that we canGnot hide. WDhat can avail to wGash it away' Look! There is floD7wing a criGmson tEmide. WhAmiter than snow you may Gbe DtodaGy.
GMarvelous, infD7inite, matcGhless grace frDeely bestowed on aGll who believe. You that are lonD7ging to sGee His fEmace, wAmill you this moment His grGace DreceivGe'