Grace

I have found what I did not expect.
It is wonderful, and a goodness, I feel as I reflect.
Who am I to receive such a blessing?
It must be grace upon grace through grace I am possessing.
The beauty of a like-minded companion, who can sufficiently express?
And to one so undeserving, grace falls to excess.
But isn’t that what grace is? Just exactly what I don’t deserve?
Who can understand this injustice, who can his sanity preserve?
For it is not an evil to reward an evil man?
Yet God has made it a goodness, in his just and righteous plans.
And so I feel it is my lot to accept and receive,
the goodness of his blessings, and in his goodness believe.