Brian Webb The Awful Grace Of God lyrics

Jesus come like water... Go on and let him swim
And show me all the things that he is not
I've wanted just one answer, but I found ten of them
All pointing to the awful grace of God

She came bearing flowers to the garden
She wants to give it gifts, it already has got
I asked her, "Who have you come for?"
She said "My lover... He was looking for the awful grace of God".

I asked her, "Have you ever really seen him?"
She said, "Nearly...He once held me close on a dark, dark night.
And you will know it's his love, when he comes calling
Because it hurts it starts, and it hurts when it stops."

Jesus comes like water... Go on let him in

Show me all the things that I am yet not
I wanted just one answer, but I found ten of them
All pointing to the awful grace of God

I call down, where are you my Lord
Does it have to be true to be true... No.

It's something like forgiveness blowing on the wind
And it's something like a judgement that never stops
It is something like a lover, who comes home again
To hold me in the awful grace of God.

Jesus comes like water