There’s got to be more

than go ing back and forth,

from do ing right to do ing wrong, ’cause we were taught that’s who we are.

Well, come on, (A)get in line right be hind me, you a long with ev ’ry bod y,

think ing there’s worth in what you do.

Then, like a he ro who takes the stage when we’re on the edge of our seats say ing, “It’s too late.”

Well, let me in tro duce you to a (A)maz ing grace.

No mat ter the bumps, no mat ter the bruis es, no (E)mat ter the scars;

still, the truth is the cross has made, the cross has made you flaw less.

(Cross has made you flaw less.) No mat ter the hurt or how deep the wound is, no (E)mat ter the pain;

still, the truth is the cross has made, the cross has made you flaw less.

Could it pos si bly be

that we sim ply can’t be lieve that this (E)un con di tion al kind of love would be e nough to take a filth y wretch like this and wrap him up in right eous ness?

But that’s ex act ly what He did.

No

(A)(Ooh,

(D)ooh.)

Take a breath; smile and say, “Right here, right now, I’m o kay be cause (A)(Ooh,

the (D)ooh.) cross was e nough.”

And like a he ro who takes the stage when we’re on the edge of our seats say ing, “It’s too late.”

Well, let me in tro duce you to grace, grace, (D)God’s grace.

No mat ter the bumps, no mat ter the bruis es, no (E)mat ter the scars;

still, the truth is the cross has made, the cross has made you flaw less.

(Cross has made you flaw less.) No mat ter the hurt or how deep the wound is, no (E)mat ter the pain;

still, the truth is the cross has made, the cross has made you flaw less.

No mat ter what they say or what you think you are, the day you called His name He made you flaw less.

He made you flaw less.

No mat ter the bumps, no mat ter the bruis es, no (E)mat ter the scars;

still, the truth is the cross has made, the cross has made you flaw less.