by Bob Dylan



If You find it in Your heart, can I be forgiven?

Guess I owe You some kind of apology.

I've escaped death so many times, I know I'm only living

By the saving grace that's over me.



By this time I'd-a thought I would be sleeping

In a pine box for all eternity.

My faith keeps me alive, but I still be weeping

For the saving grace that's over me.



Well, the death of life, then come the resurrection,

Wherever I am welcome is where I'll be.

I put all my confidence in Him, my sole protection

Is the saving grace that's over me.



Well, the devil's shining light, it can be most blinding,

But to search for love, that ain't no more than vanity.

As I look around this world all that I'm finding

Is the saving grace that's over me.



The wicked know no peace and you just can't fake it,

There's only one road and it leads to Calvary.

It gets discouraging at times, but I know I'll make it

By the saving grace that's over me