Beautiful Grace…
Written February 7, 2004
By Jayne Priscilla Meyer
The stirring of the deeper waters;
Will slumbering eyes finally wake up?
The gentle voice of God speaks,
And His wonders unfold His perfect love.
My stumbling feet try to stand still,
And my heart keeps beating out of tune.
I’m in awe at such a miracle,
That my eyes can only see my Groom.
Beautiful grace -
Oh by Thee I know His love!
And my heart trembles
When I seek Him up above!
The cross of shame carved my name within,
And it ought to have been my bloodshed,
But my beautiful Saviour bore it,
And adorned my crown of thorns on His head.
My heart tries to find a way
To understand why God would do such for me,
But I cannot find a reason;
It all is woven in the way He created thee.
Beautiful grace -
Oh by Thee I know His touch!
And my heart trembles
When I think of my Jesus.
The victory of a grave emptied,
And the hand that will also open my tomb
Is the hand that bore my cross.
By such I am bound to my Heavenly Groom.
My heart bids farewell to idols,
And I rend my pride in revelation,
For my will must be surrendered,
And my soul must dwell in His salvation.
Beautiful grace -
Oh by Thee I know mercy!
And my heart trembles
When I think of how it will be
When eternity calls for me.
