Grace

Your head is a temple, I walk with the lamb

At your fountain I wash the blood from my hands

I pray deep inside you, where no one can see

Except for the spirit that binds you and me

If there’s a reason that I’m quiet when I’m with you

It’s because I feel at ease

I wouldn’t want to spoil this moment by just talking

When my soul has been released

You bring me grace

You bring me grace

Your heart is an altar , I kneel in disgrace

Awaiting redemption, my sin on my face

When I am weak, I feast on your love

For there’s no one below you and no one above

If there’s a moment that I have to be without you

I know you will wait for me

To take a second and remember that I love you

And that we will always be

You bring me grace

You bring me grace

If I am weak, I will be blessed

If I am tempted, I will confess

Your love is a sacrifice, for I am the blade

By your little death are both of us saved

You bring me grace

You bring me grace

Into the heart of me, to every part of me

You make an art of me

You bring me grace

You bring me grace

Into the heart of me, to every part of me

You make an art of me