Where sin and sorrow dwelled
in the darkness of despair
God's grace was greater still
His mercy found me there.

God's hand reached further down
than I could ever reach up,
His love is the greatest of all
as we drink from salvation's cup.

We can partake of His living waters
to find rest for our weary soul,
When we look up to the Savior,
His marvelous grace we'll behold.

His grace is all sufficient
as abundantly He gives,
His blood shall never lose it's power,
Because of Christ, we live.

God's grace is still amazing
as His favor He bestows
Although we are unworthy,
He forgives and makes us whole.

His love reaches to the highest mountain
His blood to the lowest valley flows,
Reach up to the Savior,
His grace is so freely bestowed.

A special thanks to our Sister-In-Christ Jo Ann Kelly
for the use of her poetry © May 2005.  You may
visit her site J. P.'s Inspirations to thank her or
read more of  her poetry.  God bless you my
Sister-In-Christ.