
I used to think that I was right
A lonely candle in the night
And while the heart of the world was breaking
I could not feel the aching
The mantle had passed down to me
This thing was my destiny
And while the world was out there dying
I was in here lying to myself
For all the knowledge I had gained
Put me on a higher plain
And I became another
No one was my brother
And the loving message He brought down
Turned into a hollow sound
And then I heard Him calling
And His words sent me falling to my knees
“You’re not the only one with truth
You’re not the only one with eyes
You’re not the only one —
The only one who cries
You’re not the only one”
And suddenly there was with me
An ocean of humanity
A sea of many faces
in waves of warm embraces
And while I questioned how to judge them all
Who would rise and who would fall
I found myself among them
And it mattered little who was wrong or right
And then I saw Him lifted up
The wounded one who drank the cup
Of death for all the dying
The end of justifying
And I laid my mantle on the ground
And felt the rain come pouring down
The rain of my Religion
Falling down like weeping from the sky
“You’re not the only one with truth
You’re not the only one with eyes
You’re not the only one —
The only one who cries
You’re not the only one”
This song explains what happens once you “get” the grace of God. By “get” I mean you understand it and realize it applies to you — that you have received undeserved favor from God because you are a deplorable sinner with no hope of reforming or redeeming yourself.
Here are three common realities that go along with understanding and receiving the grace of God:













