In the Grip of Grace

 I'm thankful to be in the grip of grace,

Poured out in every season and place, 

A grip held so tightly it does not let go, 

Even when I fail and don't deserve it so, 

A gritty grace when I triumph and I fail, 

A needy grace I've come to love so well, 

A grace that is greater than all of my sin, 

A grace needed time and time over again, 

A grace that grips holding on so secure, 

That helps me progressively to mature, 

When I fall and into the muck and mire, 

When instead of truth I am just a liar, 

When I say yes when I should've said no,

Still the grip of grace does not let me go, 

I'm humbled to be in the grip of grace, 

Through it alone I'll see Abba's face.