Amazing Grace how sweet the sound,
To those who know the Lord.
But what of those who still are bound,
And do not have His Word?
The many dangers, toils and snares,
Through which we daily go
Are nothing much when they’re compared
With what the heathen know.
Ten thousand years to sing His praise,
Bright shining as the sun,
While lost men suffer endless days,
Their torment never done.
Since grace has meant so much to me,
What would it mean to them?
I’ll give myself, Oh, Lord, to Thee,
To bring Thy grace to them.
© Written by Missionary Dan Truax.
May be sung to the tune of “Amazing Grace.”