This may be the last of clear blue skies There may be a storm on the horizon I can't see it There may be a hole above my bed The rain may be fallin' on my head But I can' t feel it CHORUS: If there is a shadow I can't see it If this is my cup I'll learn to drink it If there is a purpose You'll reveal it But for today I found my place In the sufficiency of grace In the sufficiency of grace Some people may say I'm in denial I just let them talk when all the while I can't hear it This trouble can seeem so limitless This world may be full of bitterness But I can't taste it CHORUS No need to explain my strange behavior It's only that I have found a Savior In my lowest place I found His favor