A (G)maz

ing grace,

(G7)how (C)sweet

the (G)sound

that saved

a (Em)wretch

like (D7)me!

I (G)once

was (G7)lost,

but (C)now

I’m (G)found,

was (Em)blind,

but (D)now

(D7)I (G)see.

(D7)When (G)we’ve

been there

(G7)ten (C)thou

sand (G)years,

bright shin

ing (Em)as

the (D7)sun.

We’ve (G)no

less (G7)days

to (C)sing

God’s (G)praise,

than (Em)when

we’d (D)first

(D7)be (G)see.

(D7)When (G)gun.

(D7)Through (G)man

y dan

(G7)gers, (C)toils

and (G)snares

I have

al (Em)read

y (D7)come;

’Tis (G)grace

that (G7)brought

me (C)safe

thus (G)far,

and (Em)grace

will (D)lead

(D7)me (G)home.

(D7)A (G)see.

(D7)Was (Em)blind,

but (D)now

(D7)I (C)see.