Tác giả : Jars Of Clay
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Looks a lot like givin' up 
Peace we bring is a bitter cup 
Set our bodies down like offerings 
While we pray to the god of the lesser things 
 
If the wind should shake this house apart 
The cradle hits the ground with a broken heart 
We will say we never knew a thing 
While we pray to the god of the lesser things 
 
Chorus: 
Is there grace for a wayward heart 
Is there grace for a wayward heart 
Grace, grace 
 
Ash to ash and dust to dust 
Steel on steel or rain to rust 
What mortal breath blood money brings 
Forth from the altar of the lesser things 
 
Is there grace for a wayward heart 
 
Is there grace for a wayward heart is there grace, grace