words by John Newton arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie Chorus: Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now am found Was blind but now I see Twas grace that taught my heart to fear And grace my fears relieved Oh how precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed Chorus Shall I be wafted to the skies On flowery beds of ease While others strive to win the prize And sail on bloody seas Chorus
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