By grace alone, somehow I stand.
Where even angels fear to tread.
Invited by redeeming love.
Before the throne of God above.

He pulls me close with nail-scarred hands.
into his everlasting arms.
When condemnation grips my heart.
And satan tempts me to despair.
I hear the voice that scatters fear.
The great I Am, the Lord is here.

Oh praise the one, Who fights for me.
And shields my soul eternally.

Boldly I approuch Your throne.
Blameless now I'm running home.
By Your blood I come.
Welcomed as Your own.
Into the arms of Majesty.

Behold the bright and risen Son.
More beauty than this world has known.
I'm face to face with Love himself.

His perfect spotless righteousness.
A thousand years, a thousand tongues.
Are not enough to sing his praise.

Boldly I approuch Your throne.
Blameless now I'm running home.
By Your blood I come.
Welcomed as Your own.
Into the arms of Majesty. (2x)

Running into Your arms.
This is the art of celebration.
Knowing were free from condemnation.

Oh praise the One, praise the One.
Who made an end to all my sin. (2x)

(There is no condemnation!
You are the greatest before the throne!)

Boldly I approuch Your throne.
Blameless now I'm running home.
By Your blood I come.
Welcomed as Your own.
Into the arms of Majesty.