Unspoken - Call it grace

^GIt's the light that pierces through you To the ^Cdarkest hidden pl^Gace ^GIt knows your deepest secrets But it n^Emever looks ^Daway It's the g^Gentle hand that pulls you From the j^Cudgement of the c^Growd When you s^Ctand before them ^Gguilty And you^Em got no way o^Dut

Some may c^Emall it ^Cfoolish and i^Gmpossible But for ^Emevery heart it ^Crescues, it's a ^Gmiracle It's n^Emothing less than ^Cscandalous This ^Glove that took our ^Dplace Just ^Ccall it what it i^Ds, call it grace ^G Call it grace

^GIt's the breath that's breathing new life Into ^Cwhat we thought was d^Gead ^GIt's the favor that takes orphans Placing ^Emcrowns upon their ^Dheads ^GIt's the hope for our tomorrows The ^Crock on which we ^Gstand ^CIt's a strong and mighty fortress ^DEven Hell can't stand against

^EmAmazing,^D unshaking ^GThis is grace,^D this is grace ^EmUnchanging,^D unfailing ^GThis is grace,^D this is grace