Grace Poem by Coreatha mccoy
Grace
Grace is her name
I found her
She is something God has made
Grace
Without you we am lost
cant find our way to the cross
Grace
I hold on to you
don't wanna lose you
Who would have know i be here, here at this place
fell to my knees
begging, begging
Lord please
God you showed me
Grace
one day I'll see your face because of
dear grace
until then I'll continue to run this race
with God's grace
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