Blood and Mud

Blood and mud softened the ground
Where they pulled your body down
Tears of mercy run down my face
As I try to understand your grace
As I try to understand your grace

Pride and vanity rot in my bones
As I try to walk on this road alone
And would I trade these wretched rags for a crown
Only to turn and lay it down
Only to turn and lay it down

What a pity to be broken by the fall
What a blessing if you could be free from it all
Hope is ready, Grace beseeches all of us
To come ye weary to the feet of Jesus

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