Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
to those it haplessly has found?
Yet this grace the “found” do hold aloft
in faces of unsaved they scoffed.
They shameless sneer at fallen forms
Loving Him yet sinners scorn.
Were they a mirror of His grace
It were a miracle to see His face.
Judgment theirs due to their claims
to conform others to their aims.
Yet aim for God, who reigns above
Not in judgment, but in love.
The fallen, blessed, have condescended
when Christ, who came in flesh, descended.
What amazing grace is this of Christ
His, and His only will suffice.