Martin Smith - Grace

^GbI was lost wh^Dben you fo^Ebmund me here ^DbYou pulled me close and he^Bld me near ^GbAnd I'm a fool but s^Ebmtill You love ^DbI'll be your fool for the Ki^Bng of Love ^GbYou gave me wings so ^EbmI could fly ^DbAnd gave me a song to c^Bolor the sky ^GbAnd all I have is ^Ebmall from you ^DbAnd all I want ^Bbmis al^B7l of you

^BIt's Grace, g^Gbrace I'm nothing with^Dbout Y^Ebmou G^Brace, Your g^Gbrace Shines on ^Dbme

^GbAnd there've been days when I've wal^Ebmked away ^DbToo much to carry nothing left to s^Bay ^GbForgive me Lord when I'm ^Ebmweak and lost ^DbYou traded heaven for a w^Booden cross ^GbAnd all these years You've ca^Ebmrried me ^GbYou've been my e^Dbyes when I coul^Gbdn't see ^GbAnd beauty grows in the dri^Ebmving rain Y^Dbour oil of gladness in the t^Ebmimes of pain

Your Gr^Bace, gr^Gbace I'm no^Dbthing witho^Gbut Yo^Ebmu ^BGrace, Your gra^Gbce Shines on m^Dbe Your Gr^Bace, gr^Gbace I'm ev^Dberything w^Gbith Y^Ebmou ^BGrace, Your gra^Gbce Shines on m^Dbe

^GbI was lost wh^Dben you fo^Ebmund me here ^DbYou pulled me close and h^Gbeld me near ^GbAnd I'm a fool but s^Ebmtill You love ^DbI'll be your fool for the Ki^Bng of Love