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| − | Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,<br>
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| − | That saved a wretch like me -<br>
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| − | I once was lost but now am found,<br>
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| − | Was blind, but now, I see.<br>
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| − | T'was Grace that taught -<br>
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| − | My heart to fear.<br>
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| − | And Grace, my fears relieved.<br>
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| − | How precious did that Grace appear -<br>
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| − | The hour I first believed.<br>
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| − | Through many dangers, toils and snares -<br>
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| − | We have already come.<br>
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| − | T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far -<br>
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| − | And Grace will lead us home.<br>
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| − | The Lord has promised good to me -<br>
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| − | His word my hope secures.<br>
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| − | He will my shield and portion be -<br>
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| − | As long as life endures.<br>
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| − | When we've been here ten thousand years -<br>
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| − | Bright shining as the sun.<br>
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| − | We've no less days to sing God's praise -<br>
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| − | Then when we've first begun.<br>
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| − | Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,<br>
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| − | That saved a wretch like me -<br>
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| − | I once was lost but now am found,<br>
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| − | Was blind, but now, I see.<br>
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| − | Songwriter: Lee Hodridge
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| − | == A Grazing Mace ==
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| − | ''by Jenna of Southwind''
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| − | A Grazing Mace, how sweet the blow
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| − | That killed a wretch like me.
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| − | I once was up, but now I’m down.
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| − | A Grazing Mace killed me.
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| − | My knight has promised help for me
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| − | He’ll save my ass for sure.
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| − | He will my shieldwall anchor be
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| − | As long as life endure.
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| − | That mace has taught my heart to fear
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| − | No shield my fear relieves
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| − | How swiftly did that Mace appear
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| − | The hour it first killed me.
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| − | Through many fighters, knights and earls
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| − | I had already come.
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| − | My knight had kept me safe thus far
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| − | But Mace did send me home.
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| − | That mace has slain ten thousand foes
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| − | All sweating in the sun.
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| − | I’d no more grace to duck that mace
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| − | I was ten thousand one.
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