Grace Irrespective

I open my eyes to the brand new day.
it's a wonder I'm awake.
Nothing is to be sure of, nothing's unchanged.
Except for Grace.

Plans for the morrow, I had made.
Already pondered over hopes and fears.
The clock keeps ticking, never still.
I move through the day because of Grace.

It is grace, that gives me strength to remember,
And grace that lets me forget.
When life becomes mighty tangled
It is grace that mends my heart torn.

Perfect days and perfect people
Are a concept born of perspective
But to belong to a perfect GOD;
That is Grace, irrespective.