 | by
Elysia in oz |
"Amazing Grace!
How sweet, the sound!"
How could I know how
Sweet the sound really is?
If the sound was heard
I could judge it
And I don't even know who Grace
Really is
So if I met her...
She could save me
"That saved a wretch like me!"
Whoever wrote this must have
Felt lonely
Or been a wretch at the time
Like I feel now
I wonder if I met Grace
She would think I
Was a wretch
And save me,
Supposedly like the song?
"I once was lost,
But now am found,
Was blind, but now I see!"
Then Grace must have
Made an impact
And left her mark of grace
So I,
Not me, no
SOMEONE ELSE
Would see
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