Grace's amazing hands, they hold me. They are soft as a feather bed. They would never strike or scold me, Cause they know the words that work instead. I always thought that love was frightening, I always thought it'd be so rough. Love has sent me down an angel, babe I knew it was Grace, just by her touch. Grace's amazing hands, they're ugly, They're bruised by the blows that I have blown. She knows well I don't deserve her, She just laughs and says, "That's just they way love goes." I always thought that love was frightening, I always thought it would be so rough. But love has sent me down an angel, And I knew it was Grace, just by her touch. What did I do, What did I say? For love to smile down on me, And show me amazing grace.