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Like footprints in the sand on the beach of my life
I can see that my God has been faithful and true
When I was young, I didn't know for sure
Who was God? Did He want me at all?
Grace Never letting go, never losing grip
By his grace The sacrifice of love concerns you too
Elvis had his Graceland, well I sure have mine too
Plenty of rooms and a King alive and well...
I know there's a word that stands for love,
Mercy and forgiveness for us to hear and keep
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