A^Cmazing ^C7grace How ^Fsweet the^C sound That ^Csaved a wretch like ^Gme! ^G7 I ^Conce was ^C7lost, but ^Fnow am^C found; Was ^Cblind, but ^Gnow I ^Cse^Fe.^C

’Twas ^Cgrace that ^C7taught my ^Fheart to ^Cfear, And ^Cgrace my fears ^Grelieved^G7; How ^Cprecious ^C7did that ^Fgrace a^Cppear The ^Chour I ^Gfirst be^Cliev^Fed^C.

Through ^Cmany ^C7dangers, ^Ftoils and ^Csnares, I ^Chave already^G come; ^G7 ’Tis ^Cgrace hath ^C7brought me ^Fsafe thus ^Cfar, And ^Cgrace will ^Glead me ^Chom^Fe. ^C

The ^CLord has ^C7promised ^Fgood to ^Cme, His ^CWord my hope s^Gecures;^G7 He ^Cwill my ^C7Shield and ^FPortion^C be, As ^Clong as ^Glife en^Cdur^Fes^C.

Yea, ^Cwhen this ^C7flesh and ^Fheart shall ^Cfail, And ^Cmortal life shall ^Gcease, ^G7 I ^Cshall pos^C7sess, with^Fin the^C veil, A ^Clife of ^Gjoy and ^Cpea^Fce^{C D}

The ^Cearth shall ^C7soon dis^Fsolve like ^Csnow, The ^Csun forbears to ^Gshine; ^G7 But ^CGod, who ^C7called me ^Fhere be^Clow, Will ^Cbe for^Gever ^Cmine^F. ^C

When ^Cwe’ve been ^C7there ten ^Fthousand ^Cyears, Bright ^Cshining as the ^Gsun, ^G7 We’ve ^Cno less ^C7days to ^Fsing God’s ^Cpraise Than ^Cwhen we’d ^Gfirst be^Cgun. ^{F C}