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My Amazing Grace

Go Gently into grace,

with arms I yeild to find,

what spirit will I forsake,

what faith will I leave behind.

When truth is all I'm searching

revenge is all I find

When answers are where I'm lost at,

and clarity to close to try.

I will not walk with fear,

my strength will always see.

That, the gentle graces of your embrace are always in the deepest parts of me.

Copyrighted 2003

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