Sung by Dorothy Crockett (N.)
Oct. 24, 1953
Amezing grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now I'm found,
Was blind but now I see.
Was garace that brought my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved,
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
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