When it’s all said and done

You and I are the lucky ones

We fought many

And we’ll fight the night until we see the sun

We are the lucky ones

We are the lucky ones

We are his

Under the sun I’m found, we were left to drown

Evil abounds, weight is pullin' us down

No sight or sound, impaired to His care

Chasing after the wind, running after the air

Deserving of desertion, servants of destruction

And everyday we taste of a grace that we’re unconcerned with

My sin I should be burned with, I’m guilty, filthy, and stained

But He became a curse, drank my cup and took my pain

Yeh, for that He reigns, through faith I’m changed

And I don’t have a reason why He loosened up my chains

I don’t believe in luck;

I believe in grace

But they say we’re lucky cause we seen His face

And we heard Him call us, and He heard our answer

And He gives us second chances when we throw our hands up

So weary and broken, hopin' His arms will be open

Unconditional love has got us locked into focus

(I guess we the lucky ones, huh?)