A Place Called Grace - Phillips, Craig & Dean

So many years I heard it told

The story of compassion

A prodigal son who left the fold

And found no satisfaction

On my knees, Lord, I cried out to You

«I'm so alone

But if there’s room in Your house for one more

I’m ready to come back home»

I know there is a place

Where arms of compassion welcome me home

Sweet mercy falls like rain

I know there’s a place called grace

So many days I’ve trusted grace

Yet I have to wonder

How many times my human strength

Has kept me from surrender

The more I learn just to lean on the cross

The more I see

When I fall, I will fall to the place

Where mercy reaches me

If it seems that my courage is strong

There’s just one reason

He’s my rock when my faith is all gone

He holds me in His arms

Gives me strength to carry on