I Guess That's Why They Call it
Amazing Grace
Amazing
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 blind
to the things I needed to change. Was trying to save myself. Was trying to
escape the darkness. That’s how I was when He found me. Since that day, He has
given me light to see. Love to give to others and love for me. The love and
grace I never would have deserved or earned on my own. I guess that’s why they
call it, ‘Amazing Grace’.
‘Tis grace
that taught my heart to fear,
And grace
my fears relieved!
How
precious did that grace appear,
The
hour I first believed.
That grace
grows more precious as time goes on, as I make more mistakes. As I fail, time
and time again. That love that never leaves me, when I do or say something I
never should have. Sometimes I feel like I am a waste of mercy, and that He
will leave me. But He never does, and sometimes I don’t understand why. I guess
that’s why they call it, ‘Amazing Grace’.
Through
many dangers, toils and snares,
I have
already come!
‘Tis grace
that has brought me safe thus far,
And grace
will lead me home.
What I
have come from, some could call a living hell. But God brought me through every
time, every circumstance. I now can say, those times have made me stronger,
because of the blood that came from my Savior, and because of the thing called,
‘Amazing Grace’.
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’ve first begun.
But
sometimes I feel like He doesn’t exist. Like He isn’t there. But when I look at
a flower, a blade of grass, an ant, a thunderstorm, a sunrise, a sunset, my
family, I realize He is. I think about the grace I really, really don’t
deserve.
I guess
that’s why they call it, ‘Amazing Grace.’
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