What Light? What Grace? What Gift?
Light shone into my eyes,
Yet I could not see.
What blinded my eyes from that light,
Blinded His grace from me.
People told me of that light,
That light that they could see.
I mocked them with harsh words.
Oh, how foolish they seemed to be.
I could not stand it any longer,
The turmoil and confusion in me.
Just then I saw the light,
Just then I could see.
Oh, what grace extended,
Extended to a person like me.
A mocker, a fool, a sinner.
A gift to set me free.
I accepted it with outstretched hands,
Throwing my pride away.
Turmoil and confusion gone,
With God I’ll always stay.