A-ma-zing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a soul like me.
I once was lost but now I’m found,
Was blind but now I see.

T’was grace that taught my heart to sing,
And grace my fears re-lieved.
How pre-cious did that grace ap-pear,
The hour I first be-lieved.

Through ma-ny dan-gers, toils and snares,
I have al-rea-dy passed,
‘Tis grace that brought me safe thus far,
To free-dom that will last.
 

When we’ve been there ten thou-sand years,
Bright shin-ing as the Son,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we first be-gun.