grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me,
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come.
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home."
This beautiful hymn is often selected for use in burial services at Arlington National Cemetery. It's author, John Newton, a captain on a slave ship in the 1700s, wrote the words to it after renouncing his profession and turning to religion.