Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, that lifts my soul to thee.

I have been sought by Ships of Light, reclaimed upon the sea.

I am received of God’s great love, the house in which I dwell. In all the songs I’ve yet to sing, I am blessed to ring His bell. I loose the bonds of grievous thoughts to climb the silvery stair,

and touch the hem of He who calls, the Christed One so fair.

The Rock of Ages I have known, that sent my soul afar.

In Creation’s Grace I sheltered there, amidst the Radiant Star.

 When we’ve been there 10,000 years, bright shining as the sun, we’ve no less days to sing God’s praise, than when we first begun. Through many dangers, doubts and snares, I have already come.

It’s Grace that brought me safe thus far, and Grace will lead me home.