Amazing Grace

Ņem manu sirdi, Žēlotāj, es Tev vien piederu! Tev, labais, mīļais Pestītāj, nekā es neslēpju.

Ņem visu, kas man ir, es to Tev priecīgs nododu, Jo citu, kas tā apmīļo, nekur es nerodu.

Ko darīšu, ko domāšu, būs Tev par godu kļūt.
Ko savā sirdī kārošu, būs Tev pa prātam būt!

Par īpašumu atdošu Tev miesu, dvēseli,
uz Tevi vien es cerēšu un ne uz pasauli.

Bet Tu, ak Jēzu, būsi mans, ar savu nopelnu, mans Kungs, mans Dievs, mans Labais gans, mans draugs, ko mīlēju.

Tā būsim viena sirds, viens gars, ak Kungs, caur ticību, Tu vīna koks un es Tavs zars, tā augļus nesīšu.

Autors: John Newton
tulk. G.H. Loskiel

Amazing 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.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.

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’d first begun.