Portrait of Grace

Verse 1
Remember the days of the Master, My heart drew me down to His feet
The tenderness showered upon me, I knew that His spirit was free
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White robes are flowing, the world won’t contain Him
The Mystery drawing me near
And He holds my head on His heart, on His heart
Verse 2
That night on the rooftops in Akka, His chanting would quiver my soul
The moon and the stars His companions, The power of love I’d behold
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White hair is flowing the Servant of Glory, A Majesty calm and divine
And He holds my head on His heart, on His heart
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The artist is trembling inside, Her hand she prays He’ll guide
To capture the essence of Him, One so divine
And He lifts the veil from her eyes, His portrait she’ll soon realize
The infinite peace on His face, a portrait of grace
Portrait of grace
Verse 3
So frail my spirit before Him, His gaze I could hardly endure
I’ll follow those footsteps forever, A pillar of fire so pure
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