To the strangers in the world scattered abroad Who’ve been chosen according to the foreknowledge of the Lord Through the sanctifying work of the Spirit of God For obedience to Christ and the cleansing by His blood
Grace and peace to you in abundance Grace and peace to you Forgiveness is a fragrance that a flower sheds On the foot that crushes it—woe, woe Grace is the aroma of a daffodil On the heal that tramples it—woe, woe
Grace is unmerited favor that We receive from the Lord above—woe, woe Mercy is the sparing of judgment from Our God of Love—woe, woe Peace is the absence of a war outside Or battle within—woe, woe Peace is a surety that this storm will pass Though you’re in the midst of it—woe, woe
