Why They Call This Stuff Good News

 

Verse 1:

When I was a young girl
Things came pretty easy
I could make people like me
Do all the right things
To be good enough

But when I got older
Things didn’t come so easy
Too many people to please
Standards to meet
Or fall short of

Pre-chorus 1:
Grace started making sense
‘Cause oh how I needed it
To be true

Jesus and what he’s done
Covered all of my not enough
I started seeing why they call this stuff
Good news

Chorus:
Good, good news

Verse 2:
I’m over the hill now
But you know I’m still learning
I got nothing to prove
Nothing left to do
I’m already loved
I’m already loved

Pre-Chorus 2:
Grace is still making sense
‘Cause oh how I need it
To be true
Thank God that it’s true

Jesus and what he’s done
Covers all of my not enough
I still see why they call this stuff
Good news

Verse 3:
When I get older
Well, I hope I’m still singing
Maybe not on the stage
But in all of the ways
That matter the most

Still singing ‘bout good, good news
Still talking ‘bout good, good news
With all saints (good, good news)
‘Til we reach those gates (good, good news)

And on the last day
When I see his face
I’ll say “God, I want to thank you
Thank you for…”

Good, good news…

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