Felix Culpa (Live In Color, 2014)

[Verse 1]
Turn the lights on, look at what I have
See the twisted trophies of a dead man
Countless stories, tell of sin and pain
But they sing the sweetness of my savior's grace

[Verse 2]
I'm a torn man, spirit fighting flesh
There's a battle raging deep in my chest
But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain
Only sings the sweetness of my savior's grace

[Chorus]
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven

[Verse 3]
Jesus bought me, and now I am His
Dying with Him, in His death I now live
All my vices, to which I was chained
Only speak the sweetness of my savior's grace

[Chorus]
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven

[Bridge]
And still I'm a wicked, wretched man
I do everything I hate
I am fighting to be god
I seethe and claw and thrash and shake
I have killed and stacked the dead
On a throne from which I reign
In the end I just want blood
And with His blood my hands are stained
See the God who reigns on high
He has opened His own veins
From His wounds a rushing torrent
That can wash it all away
Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace
Grace