[Instrumental] Lord, I came in worn down, shoes full of street dust You met me at the door, no questions, just love Hands up in the kitchen, hallelujah on my tongue When my knees got weak, You kept me standing up You fixed what I couldn’t, You heard what I didn’t say Turned a locked-up heart into a place to pray Now I sing it plain, I sing it loud enough Grace keeps on finding me, and that’s more than enough
