Amazing

He is my Amazing Grace!

Sometimes when I sing “Amazing Grace,”
And imagine golden chariots
I think they are reserved for someone else
And I will probably be quite content
To get to those golden gates
In a rusty old Ford truck,
Because I am assured
Once the trip is over,
It isn’t going to matter
The mode of conveyance.
Jesus is at the wheel,
And He is my Amazing Grace.