[00:00.00] 作词 : David Roth/Anne Hills[00:01.00] 作曲 : David Roth/Anne Hills[00:17.09]Sunday morning, Birmingham, quiet in the church[00:24.66]Bombs were planted, House of God, children's blood on the cross[00:31.84]And your daughter, she was one, angel without wings[00:39.27]How could anyone forgive those who do such things[00:46.76]And when I sing Amazing Grace, your face is what I see[01:01.41]I hope someday that kind of grace will find its way through me[01:29.13]Tuesday afternoon...Jonesboro, fire alarm at school[01:36.61]Everyone goes rushing out into bloody pools[01:44.19]Thirteen and eleven years old, playing grown-up games[01:51.83]Mimicking what they’d been taught, now we’ll never be the same[01:59.09]Every year they’re younger now, drugs and knives and guns[02:06.78]Barely old enough to know the depth of what they’ve done[02:13.89]Taken off to juvenile hall, Sheriff shakes his head[02:22.08]A teacher tried to block the shots, gave her life instead[02:29.74]When I sing Amazing Grace her face is what I see[02:44.19]I hope some day that kind of grace will find it’s way through me[03:16.29]Wednesday evening, Wyoming, started in a bar[03:23.74]Ended on a wooden fence, dragged off in a car[03:31.13]Second Friday funeral, countless gathered round[03:38.98]Some were there to mourn the loss, others there to confound[03:46.78]Some were there to cry the tears born of grief and rage[03:54.48]Others carried signs that said "A Cure for Fags is Aids"[04:05.74]Matthew Shepard lost his life, his parents lost their son[04:13.21]Now he brings a cause to light, reluctant martyrdom[04:21.17]When I sing Amazing Grace his face is what I see[04:35.89]I hope some day some kind of grace will find it’s way through me[04:54.40]"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound[05:01.45]That saved a wretch like me[05:09.17]I once was lost, but now I'm found[05:17.26]Was blind, but now I see"