| It's the light that pierces through you | |
| To the darkest hidden place | |
| It knows your deepest secrets | |
| But it never looks away | |
| It's the gentle hand that pulls you | |
| From the judgement of the crowd | |
| When you stand before them guilty | |
| And you got no way out | |
| Some may call it foolish and impossible | |
| But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle | |
| It's nothing less than scandalous | |
| This love that took our place | |
| Just call it what it is, call it grace | |
| Call it grace | |
| It's the breath that's breathing new life | |
| Into what we thought was dead | |
| It's the favor that takes orphans | |
| Placing crowns upon their heads | |
| It's the hope for our tomorrows | |
| The rock on which we stand | |
| It's a strong and mighty fortress | |
| Even Hell can't stand against | |
| Some may call it foolish and impossible | |
| But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle | |
| It's nothing less than scandalous | |
| This love that took our place | |
| Just call it what it is, call it grace | |
| Call it grace | |
| Call it grace | |
| Amazing, unshaking | |
| This is grace, this is grace | |
| Unchanging, unfailing | |
| This is grace, this is grace | |
| Some may call it foolish and impossible | |
| But for every heart it rescues, it's a miracle | |
| It's nothing less than scandalous | |
| This love that took our place | |
| Oh call it what it is, just call it what it is | |
| Call it grace |