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A Ghrásta Iontaigh! Is binn an fhuaim!
A shaor 's a shabháil mé,
Bhíos caillte tráth, táim saor ón gcra,
Bhios dall ach chim go glé.
"Sé an Grásta a theagasc faitios dom,
Do gheall an Tiarna maitheas dom,
Trí íomai triail, gaiste's baol,
Nuair a bhéimid ann na mílte bliain,
Amazing Grace! How sweet the sound! |
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I'm found,
Was blind, but now I see. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed. The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures. Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come.
'Tis grace that's brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home. When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we first begun.