Friend Called Grace, A - Phillips, Craig & Dean

Tears dripped off of her crimson face

She covered her head tryin' to hide her shame

Caught and condemned, now she can’t get away

Just a pawn in the hands of a Pharisee game

The noise and the rage of the frenzied grew

As they struggled for the power in an ageless fued

And as she softly cried, they again reviewed

The obvious fate of this ill-repute

Then a voice of love ended all debate

His words of hope sent the crowd away

The hand that flung the stars in space

Lifted her face and she heard Him say

Let Me introduce you to a friend called Grace

Doesn’t care about your past or your many mistakes

He’ll cover your sins in a warm embrace

Let me introduce you to a friend

A friend called Grace

The courtroom croud grew quiet and still

As the white-robed judge called Truth appeared

And the ring of the gavel brought a fierce debate

As the players of eternity decided my fate

In the light of Truth all could clearly see

The facts made the trial mere formality

And my accusers stood with baited breath

Confident conviction would end in death

But from the blood-stained cross to the witness stand

Walked a man with hope in His nail-scarred hands

The words He spoke brought me sweet release

He whispered «I've a friend that you need to meet»

If you’re tired of the guilt and the sleepless nights

And running from the shame of a wasted life

There’s Someone standing with an open hand

Waiting there to give you a second chance