Keep it from you,
a heart of stone
a desperate desire
I ruthlessly own.
Give it to you,
a stare in your eyes
a clench of my fist
I now despise.
"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound."
Where is your grace? How does it sound?
"I once was lost, but now I'm found."
Keep searching, Lord. You'll find me facedown.
So let your glory shine around.