Verse 1:
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By grace alone somehow I stand
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where even angels fear to tread.
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Invited by redeeming love
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before the throne of God above.
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He pulls me close with nail-scarred hands
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into His everlasting arms.
Verse 2:
When condemnation grips my heart
and Satan tempts me to despair,
I hear the voice that scatters fear;
the Great I Am, The Lord is here.
О praise the Оnе who fights for me,
and shields my soul eternally!
Chorus:
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Boldly I approach your throne,
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blameless now I’m running home.
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By your blood I come,
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welcomed as your own
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into the arms of majesty.
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This is the art of celebration,
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Knowing we're free from condemnation.
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О praise the Оnе,
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praise the Оnе
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who made an end to all my sin.
Verse 3:
Behold the bright and risen Son;
more beauty than this world has known.
I’m face to face with Love Himself,
His perfect spotless righteousness.
thousand years, a thousand tongues
are not enough to sing His praise.