The Grace of God

The grace of God pours down like rain, to wash away my guilt and shame
It reaches through my faults and failings, through hardened heart and disobeying
From stubborn pride it cleanses me and offers hope that sets me free
From chains that tie me to the past and hardened heart that breaks like glass
And when I fall and lose my way, You pick me up and gently say
Fear not my child My love is true, it does not waver though you do
I’ll mold you into something new and bring new courage through and through.

O God to You I humbly bow, amazed by grace You give me now
Your grace, it daily sets me free; Your mercy, drops me to my knees
As I submit my will to You, old strongholds fade like morning dew
I’m overwhelmed, my mind is reeling, my heart is full with grace You’re giving
How can you love a wretch like me, a sinner lost in hostile seas?

Then dawned on me a fearful jest, that I hold grace tight to my chest
I don’t extend the grace God gives to others whom I must forgive
But rather, judgment fills my heart; I hold contempt when they fall short
Forgetting all my sins and failing, I pound the gavel; pronounce them guilty
With pride filled heart I give no mercy.

What kind of pride will take God’s grace then turn and share it case by case
Forgive me God; help me to see that what I do is grieving thee
Remind me when I am offended, Your grace must always be extended
To make more room for grace from You to share Your love each day anew.

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

Walls

O to be a soul set free from all the chains that bind,
From strongholds and old habits and leave them all behind.
To become all that God has planned; to soar just like a bird,
To be a person shining bright; a light for the whole world.

Removing our defenses; tearing down our walls
To take an honest look at what is hidden in our souls;
To stop deflecting all our pain by pointing at another
And know that God sees secret faults that we work hard to cover.

O bow before our Father and take authority
Over all those strongholds; rebuke them and they’ll flee.
Admit the hidden sins to Him, He knows them anyway
And ask the Lord to break their hold in our lives on this day!

As God brings restoration and as He makes us new,
Instead of building walls to hide we’ll rebuild the ancient ruins;
The ruins that have cast their net from generations past,
That ravaged lives and destroyed gifts that God wanted to use.

O Father, make us whole today; create a new, clean heart,
That’s vulnerable and humble that satan can’t distort;
A heart that trusts our Father with all life’s ups and downs,
With hearts that worship and adore until we win a crown!

Rhonda Shelford Jansen

The Hidden Path

I cannot see the future Lord… but clearly I see You.
Right now the future seems unsure; I don’t know what to do.
What if things go terribly wrong and my hopes fall apart;
You’ve never failed me yet O God, so I won’t be alarmed.

My God who reaches down to save when in the waves I sink;
The One who loves me all the time, even when I’m weak.
My hope when fear is all I feel; My eyes when I can’t see.
This God of mercy, truth, and grace, He always walks with me.

I want to know what lies ahead; but God wants me to rest,
His spirit washes over me and brings peace in this test,
Even though the path is steep and hidden in the storm;
My Redeemer will not fail; these mountains I will charge!

O Sovereign God so full of grace; Please take my hand today,
Lead me, guide me safely home; I feel lost in a maze.
I lean on You my Savior King; the one who knows my name,
The one who knows my hidden dreams; Your praise I will proclaim!

Rhonda Shelford Jansen