I could not catch my breath
I almost worked myself to death
Thinking I could earn Your Love
Be good enough
To get to heaven

I had to hope to celebrate
Beneath the weight
Of my own burden

But You came
And every day became a holiday
A mood became a holiday
And I was saved upon a sea of grace

But You revealed the truth to me
So I could see
My true condition

What I thought was righteousness
Was nothing less
Than blind ambition

But You came
And every day became a holiday
A mood became a holiday
And I was saved upon a sea of grace

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