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When the shadows fall all around,
And the day disappears without a trace
When the blackness of night drops down
I call on grace, grace, grace
When the lonely is too much to bear
And the world feels like a cage
When nothing is easy or fair, I call on grace, grace, grace
This life can make you wonder the meaning of it all
And it feels just like you’re going under when you fall, fall, fall
Into the hands of hope, the hands of faith, the hands of peaceful grace
At the bottom of autun’s wave, the trees shed their leaves leaving space
And that emptiness frees up a place where we can call on grace, grace, grace
