Redeeming every hour till day is done
Like summer showers and quiet autumn rain
Grace softens me, restores my soul again
I know Your generosity to me
That judgement I deserve I will not see
For I have made a covenant with You
Your truth transforming everything I do
Yet oft’ I hold old grudges in my hand
They stain me yet before Your throne I standWhere is my tender heart that You command?
Lord, let your mercy always rule in me
Let grace-dipped words rise up to set men free
Then they and I at rest in You will be
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