Amazing Grace How bitter the sound As the cross was placed In Golgotha's ground

God's Son , nailed up to die Slander rich, rage was high His pain mirrored From a mother's eye.

Angels sang, Holy, Holy, Holy Trembling earth broke apart And held the blood From the lamb that cried out.

The curtain was split The sun blotted dim His final words "Receive my Spirit Forgive them their sin" "It is finished"

Now we sing Holy, Holy, Holy Blest be the tie that binds. God's amazing grace That frees our hearts and minds.

I was blind but now I see His blood stains upon the tree Lost but now am found At the cross in Golgatha's ground.

T'was grace that brought my heart to sing Holy, holy, holy, hear the blessings ring Amazing grace how sweet the sound How sweet, how very sweet the sound!
author:©Doug Van Wyk

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