Amazing Grace, 

  Amazing Grace,  was once my soul before it sang.

Sang such a song, that seemed to flow a certain way.

Seems twice as sad , He took away a pretty dance.

But it was He, that made it what it was.

So here we live, remembering a story told.

Within me lives, the love that he foretold.

How such a sweet and happy life he Came to have.

Now we will learn to remember the days through.   So                    

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