Fringes

{name: Verse} Bm A G He stretches out the north over empty space Bm A G And hangs the earth on nothing Bm A G And how faint a word we even hear of Him Bm And yet our eyes and ears and A G minds get all the cand?? {name: Chorus} Bm I sing for grace A G For grace it lets me sing Bm And all I've ever seen or heard A Or haven't seen or heard G It's His, there is no other D/F# D2 All of this is but the fringes {name: Verse} Bm And these are but the fringes A G And all the world hinges Bm A G On His grace Bm A G He speaks things into being Bm And the spoken things revealing A G The glory of our God and King {name: Bridge} E G O, I'm stumbling upon things that aren't mine E G E All the things He spoke to life before time G Name one thing that's not, One law or thought E He taught the clay, Molded it G Behold, He called the sheep E That's why they came G Sheep who by grace get a peep And make it cheap by calling it ... ...by calling it... mine