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Amazing Grace (Micmac)

Wleyuti tán tel-wltáq
Kisi-wsîtawíik
Néwt keskaiap, Niké wéjíimk
Nekapikwaiap niké welapi

Wleyuti kisi-kinámatk nkamlamun
Aq pa kisiknewálik
Ankmayiw ikáq wleyuti
Teli-nqasék ketlamsîtm

Tán tetuji-wltáq Sésus wtuisunm
Wjit ketlamsvtmútitéwk
Wnmajótíl, jileiwaqnn aq kwetaiwekl
Kaqi-ksikásikl

Wleyuti tán tel-wltáq
Kisi-wsîtawíik, Néwt keskaiap
Niké wéjíimk
Nekapikwaiap niké welapi

English Version

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.

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds
And drives away his fear.

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.

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