Verse 1:
By grace alone somehow I stand
where even angels fear to tread.
Invited by redeeming love
before the throne of God above.
He pulls me close with nail-scarred hands
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.
O praise the One who fights for me,
and shields my soul eternally!
Chorus:
Boldly I approach your throne,
blameless now I'm running home.
By your blood I come,
welcomed as your own
into the arms of majesty.
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.
A thousand years, a thousand tongues
are not enough to sing His praise.
Mid section:
This is the art of celebration,
Knowing we're free from condemnation.
O praise the One,
praise the One
who made an end to all my sin.
