Grace, she takes the blame
She covers the shame
Removes the stain
It could be her name
Grace, she carries a world on her hips
No champagne flute for her lips
No twirls or skips between her fingertips
She carries a pearl in perfect condition
What once was hurt
What once was friction
What left a mark
No longer stings
Because Grace makes beauty
Out of ugly things
Grace makes beauty out of ugly things
Sums up the power of God’s forgiveness, the power of God to make right what is wrong.
