Amazing...amazing grace: how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me,
I once...I once was lost, but now I'm found; was blind, but now I see.

When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun.

It was grace...it was grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved,
Oh, how...how...how...how precious...how precious did, oh, that grace appear the hour I first believed.

When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun.

When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun,
When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we first begun.