Amazing His Grace

My spirit's young, but my body's old
My heart is warm, but the world is so cold
Lord, if you hear it, please send all your angels down
Help me turn my life around

Sometimes I smoke just to get my mind clear
This world is cold, you gon' need more than a monclere
I send out my prayers, hoping everyday God hear Jesus, the only reason that I am here

Born in Chicago, raised in a shack
So when a conflict is crucial, it's do or die
Shorty's twisted off life
Twitchin' on high, don't understand who was crucified

How amazing His grace is
Let's all say our grace then
I wanna give thanks, dear God, for this food we bout to eat
Amen

How amazing His grace is
Let's all say our grace then
I wanna give thanks, dear God, for this food we bout to eat
Amen

How amazing His grace is
Let's all say our grace then
I wanna give thanks, dear God, for this food we bout to eat
Amen

Amen
Amen
I wanna give thanks, dear God, for this food we bout to eat
Amen

Oh Lord, rebuke me not in Thy wrath
Neither chasten me in Thy hot displeasure
For Thine arrows stick fast in me
And Thy hand presseth me sore

There is no silence in my flesh
Because of Thine anger
Neither is there any rest in my bones
Because of my sin

For my iniquities have gone over mine head
As an heavy burden, they are too heavy for me
My wounds stink and are corrupt because of my foolishness
I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly

I go mourning all the day long
For my loins are filled with a loathsome disease
And there is no soundness in my flesh
I am feeble and sore and broken

I have roared about reason of the disquietness of my heart
My spirit's young, but my body's old
My heart is warm, but the world is so cold
Lord, if You hear it

Please send all Your angels down
Help me turn my life around

Lord, all my desire is before Thee
And my groaning is not hid from Thee

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me
As for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me
My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore
And my kinsmen stand afar off

They also that seek after my life lay snares for me
And they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things
And imagine deceit all the day long
But I, as a deaf man, heard not

And I was as a dumb man that openeth not his mouth
Thus I was as a man that heareth not
And in whose mouth are no reproofs
For with Thee, O Lord, do I hope

Thou will hear, O Lord my God
For I said, Hear me
Lest otherwise they should rejoice over me
When my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me

For I am ready to hault
And my sorrow is continually before me
For I will declare my iniquity
I will be sorry for my sin

But my enemies are lively and they are strong
And they that hate me wrongfully are multiplied
They also that render evil for good are my adversaries
Because I follow the thing that is good

Forsake me not, O Lord
O my God, be not far from me
Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation

How amazing this grace is
Let's all shout grace then
I want to give thanks, dear God, for this food we bout to eat
Amen
How amazing this grace is

Let's all shout grace then
I want to give thanks, dear God, for this food we bout to eat
Amen
Amen

Amen
Amen
I want to give thanks, dear God
Amen

Amen
Amen
Amen
I want to give thanks, dear God

Amen



Credits
Writer(s): Prince Winfield
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