All
the handwriting set out against me
Christ
took up, on the cross, to efface;
He
removed what was contrary to me:
I
am saved through His wonderful grace!
I
am waiting for Jesus to call me;
I
am longing to gaze on His face:
I
will sing in His presence for ever:
“I
am saved through His wonderful grace!”
But
while waiting for Jesus to take me
Do
my garments display their blue lace?
Do
I show in my walk and demeanour
I
am saved through His wonderful grace?
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