Boundless Grace

Boundless grace, unworthy and loved, boundless grace. I stand so

small beneath your skies, unworthy hands, unworthy eyes. Your love,

it stretches wide, it flies beyond my fault, beyond

my crime. Oh, boundless grace, it covers me. A mercy deeper

than the sea I don't deserve, but still you give. Through Jesus' blood,

I'm made to live. I hear the whisper in the storm,

a voice that calls the lost, the worn. You held the

nails, you bore the thorn, so I could rise,