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Wednesday, March 10

I am moving to Guatemala.

I have to say to that myself often. I am not sure if I really believe it yet. 

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I was once was lost but now I'm found,
Was blind, but now I see.

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

Through many dangers toil and snares
I  have already come;
Tis grace that 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 secures.

When we've been here 10,000 years,
Bright shining as the sun, 
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we first begun.

I didn't write that poem. John Newton did some time in the second half of the 18th Century. He has an interesting story.

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