

(hallelujah) When the road is long and dusty
And your spirit's wearing thin
There's a wooden door left open
Calling all the weary in
There is healing for the broken
In that house of grace
Every heavy word you've spoken
Will be washed away
(wash it away)
Leave your burdens at the altar
Let the joy begin to rise
No more footsteps need to falter
Underneath these open skies
There is healing for the broken
In that house of grace
Every heavy word you've spoken
Will be washed away
(oh wash it away)
Oh, let the waters
wash you clean
(clean) Finest grace you've ever seen
In that house of grace
(hallelujah) In that house of grace (amen)