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Your Grace

by Jedidah Moses Adewale

Down in the miry clay,
You picked me on that day;
Your love for me I feel,
Your grace so real.

Lost in the wilderness,
You rescued me from my weakness;
Your love for me I see,
You grace so free.

Battered by the devil,
You came to save me from evil;
You love for me I know,
Your grace not slow.

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