I should be ashamed Of how easily things slip my mind It's almost as though age tore a page Right out of time. I may let you down fast If you bring up my past But you'll find my memory Ain't really shot Cause I can't help remembering How Jesus forgot (2) I remember how grace Easily erased all my sins How the Lord took the ache from my heart Where the breaking had been. From scars in his hands To the prints in the sand. I recall all the burdens He bore How he drowned all my fears In that ocean of tears So they'd never come back to the shore. (Cho) That sea of forgetfulness How could it hold all my sins How could the God that knows all Forget all of them As wrong as could be, His memory say's I'm not, My mind slips a lot I can't help remembering How Jesus forgot