The Modern Post - Grace alone

^F#I was an orphan, lost at the fall; R^Bunning away when I’d hear you call, ^F# But Father, you worked your w^Bill. ^F#I had no righteousness of my own; ^BI had no right to draw near your throne, ^F# But Father, you loved me st^Bill.

And in l^C#ove, before you ^D#mlaid the world’s found^Bation, You pred^C#estined to a^D#mdopt me as your ^Bown. You have r^C#aised me up so ^D#mhigh above my st^Bation; I’m a c^C#hild of God by g^D#mrace, and grace al^Bone.

^F#You left your home to seek out the lost; Y^Bou knew the great and terrible cost ^F# But Jesus, your face was s^Bet. ^F#I worked my fingers down to the bone; But n^Bothing I did could ever atone, ^F# But Jesus, you paid my d^Bebt.

By your b^C#lood I have re^D#mdemption and salv^Bation. Lord you d^C#ied that I might ^D#mreap what you have s^Bown, And you r^C#ose that I might ^D#mbe a new cre^Bation. I am b^C#orn again by g^D#mrace, and grace al^Bone.

^A#mI was darkness all of my life, ^BI never knew the day from the night, ^C# But Spirit, you ^A#mmade me s^Bee. ^A#mI swore I knew the way on my own; H^Bead full of rocks, a heart made of stone ^C# But Spirit, you m^A#moved in m^Be.

And At your t^F#ouch my sleeping spirit was aw^Bakened; On my d^D#markened heart the light of Christ has sh^Bone. Called in^F#to a kingdom ^G#mthat cannot sh^Baken; Heaven’s ^D#mcitizen by g^C#race, and grace al^Bone.

So I’ll s^C#tand in faith by g^D#mrace, and grace al^Bone I will ^C#run the race by g^D#mrace, and grace al^Bone I will s^C#lay my sin by g^D#mrace, and grace al^Bone I will r^C#each the end by g^D#mrace, and grace al^Bone