1. 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.

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

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

4. 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.

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

As we now lay our garments down
Upon our beds to rest,
So Death ere long disrobes us all
Of what we now possess.

Yes, when this heart and flesh shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the vail,
A life of joy and peace.

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

Must Jesus bear the cross alone
And all the world go free
No, there's a cross for everyone
And there's a cross for me.

Shall I be carried to the skies
On flow'ry beds of ease,
While others fight to win the prize
And sail through bloody seas?

1. Wheear 'as tha been since ah saw thee, I saw thee,
On Ilkla Moor baht 'at?
|: Wheear 'as tha bin since ah saw thee? :|
On Ilkla Moor baht hat, baht 'at,
|: On Ilkla Moor baht 'at? :|

2. I were a coortin' Mary Jane, Mary Jane,
On Ilkla Moor baht 'at.
|: I were a coortin' Mary Jane, :|
On Ilkla Moor baht hat, baht 'at,
|: On Ilkla Moor baht 'at. :|

3. Tha's bahn to get thi death o' cold . . .

4. Then we shall ha' to bury thee, bury thee . . .

5. Then t' worms 'll come an' ate thee up, ate thee up . . .

6. Then t' ducks 'll come an' ate up t' worms, ate up t' worms . . .

7. Then we shall come an' ate them ducks, ate them ducks...

8. Then we shall all 'av etten thee, etten thee . . .

1. Michael row the boat ashore,
Halleluja :|
|: Sister help to trim the sail,
   Halleluja. :|

2. Jordan river is chilly and cold,
Halleluja. :|
|: Kills the body but not the soul,
   Halleluja. :|

3. Jordan river is deep and wide,
Halleluja :|
|: Milk and honey on the other side,
   Halleluja

|: John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave, :|
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
But his soul goes marching on.

Chorus:
|: Glory, glory, hallelujah, :|
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on.

|: He's gone to be a soldier in the Army of the Lord, :|
He's gone to be a soldier in the Army of the Lord,
His soul goes marching on.
Chorus:

|: John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back, :|
John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,
His soul goes marching on.
Chorus:

|: John Brown died that the slaves might be free, :|
John Brown died that the slaves might be free,
His soul goes marching on.
Chorus:

When Britain first at Heaven's command
Arose from out the azure main,
This was the charter of her land,
And guardian angels sung the strain:
Rule, Britannia! Britannia rules the waves!
Britons never shall be slaves.

The nations not so blest as thee
Must in their turn to tyrants fall,
Whilst thou shalt flourish great and free,
The dread and envy of them all.

Still more majestic shalt thou rise,
More dreadful from each foreign stroke;
As the loud blast that tears the skies
Serves but to root thy native oak.

Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame;
All their attempts to bend thee down
Will but arouse thy generouse flame,
And work their voe and thy renown.

To thee belongs the rural reign;
Thy cities shall with commerce shine;
All thine shall be the subject main,
And every shore it circles thine!

There'll always be an England
While there's a busy street.
Wherever there's a turning wheel
A million marching feet.

Red, white and blue
What does it mean to you?
Surely you're proud
Shout it loud
Britons awake!
The Empire too
We can depend on you.
Freedom remains
These are the chains
Nothing can break.