Where Grace Gathers
Verse 1
I’ve seen wounds that words couldn’t touch,
Hearts armored up, taught not to trust.
Lines drawn deep by fear and pride,
Whole rooms divided, standing side by side.
We tried fixing pain with louder blame,
Tried winning wars no one could name.
But love doesn’t shout, it kneels and stays—
That’s when grace makes a way.
Pre-Chorus
It doesn’t ask who’s right or wrong,
It just shows up and carries on.
Chorus
Grace is the healer we couldn’t earn,
The fire that warms without letting us burn.
It finds us broken, leaves us whole,
Mends the body, restores the soul.
Grace is the bridge when we’re worlds apart,
A thousand stories, one shared heart.
Where mercy flows, the walls fall down—
That’s where grace gathers us now.
Verse 2
I’ve watched enemies share the same tear,
When grace whispered, “You’re safe here.”
Hands once closed begin to open,
Old vows renewed, new ground broken.
It doesn’t erase the scars we wear,
But it reminds us we’re still here.
Still breathing hope into weary lungs,
Still singing freedom in every tongue.
Pre-Chorus
No résumé, no rank, no name,
Just children standing in the same light.
Chorus
Grace is the healer we couldn’t earn,
The fire that warms without letting us burn.
It finds us broken, leaves us whole,
Mends the body, restores the soul.
Grace is the bridge when we’re worlds apart,
A thousand stories, one shared heart.
Where mercy flows, the walls fall down—
That’s where grace gathers us now.
Bridge
Grace doesn’t weaken the truth we hold,
It gives it hands, it makes it bold.
It looks like love with dirt on its knees,
Healing the many by loving the least.
From every table, every street,
Grace keeps making room for another seat.
Breakdown (spoken or sung softly)
Not my grace.
Not your grace.
His grace—
Enough for all of us.
Final Chorus
Grace is the healer, the great repair,
The song of heaven in open air.
It calls us family, calls us home,
Says, “You don’t have to walk alone.”
Grace is the name we rise upon,
When fear is gone and hope is strong.
One love, one faith, one sacred sound—
Grace still gathers us…
Grace still gathers us now.
Outro
So if you’re tired, if you’re torn,
If you’ve been labeled, left, or worn—
Come as you are, lay it down.
Grace is already gathering us now.
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