I remember it all like yesterday,
I can even take you to the place,
His mercy found me, found me.
Tears were falling down my face,
When the weight of all my sin was there with grace,
All around me, around me.
I can still see the stones falling from the hands,
I can still see the Savior writing in the sand,
And I’m so glad He makes beauty from ashes,
And that He’s the God of second chances.
I was going through the motions day by day,
And living with the choices that I made,
That left me broken, broken.
The whole town had been talking ‘bout my sin,
Then they gathered ‘round me to condemn,
His arms were open, open.
I can still see the stones falling from the hands,
I can still see the Savior writing in the sand,
And I’m so glad He makes beauty from ashes,
And that He’s the God of second chances.
I’m not who I was before,
Since Jesus told me to go,
And sin no more.
I can still see the sto o ones,
I can still see the Savior writing in the sand,
And I’m so glad He makes beauty from ashes,
And that He’s the God of second chances,
And that He’s the God of second chances.