I'm slow when I should act with haste
I'm quick when I should tarry
Weighed down when I am burdenless
At ease when I should carry
I waiver when I should be firm
I'm harsh instead of tender
And when I'm called to stand my ground
How easily I wander
And yet the Father's love endures
He does not hide his face
Just like the day he rescued me
And on into eternity
This child will never, ever be
The other side of grace
I whisper when I ought to shout
I shout when I should listen
My frail, relentless busyness
Is dwarfed by my omissions
I analyse instead of love
I judge when I should care
And oh, the shame of selfwardness
And my neglect of prayer
And yet the Father's love endures
He does not hide his face
Just like the day he rescued me
And on into eternity
This child will never, ever be
The other side of grace
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He bled as I stood by and mocked
My single hope rejected
I gave no thought for God's pure wrath
That Jesus' death deflected
And now, though I be Spirit-born
And pledge myself to follow
Still back I stray into the mire
Where once I used to wallow
And yet the Father's love endures
He does not hide his face
Just like the day he rescued me
And on into eternity
This child will never, ever be
The other side of grace
His child will never, ever be
The other side of grace