I heard Matt Watroba do a song based on Amazing Grace. In fact it is called Amazing Grace/That Kind of Grace. I will post the lyrics when I am back at my home. It is simply one of the most powerful songs I have ever heard. It begins with Amazing Grace and then bridges into this powerful telling of the crimes committed against folks on the basis of race, then bridges back to Amazing Grace. Here are the lyrics as written by Anne Hills and David Roth:

Sunday morning, Birmingham, quiet in the church
Bombs were planted, House of God, children's blood on the cross.
And your daughter, she was one, angel without wings.
How could anyone forgive those who do such things?

And when I sing Amazing Grace, your face is what I see.
I hope someday that kind of grace will find its way to me.

Friday evening in Mobile, klansmen killing time.
Saw young Michael walking by, he would do just fine.
Quiet student, mother's best, pleading for his life.
Strung him up to make a point, sharper than a knife.

Beulah Mae, his mother, stood, people all around
In the courtroom listening, as the truth was found.
From her mouth no curses fell, no profanity.
"I would do to others what I'd have done to me..."

And when I sing Amazing Grace, your face is what I see.
I hope someday that kind of grace will find its way to me.

Thursday afternoon in the car, turned the radio on.
The verdict in Los Angeles, oh what have we done?
Images of violence, yellow, black and white:
Fifty-two dead, millions lost, who can win this fight?

On the screen a face of tears, trembling through and through.
One we've seen so many times beaten on the news.
I could barely hear his words, full of fear and doubt.
"People, we can't live like this, we've got to work this out."

And when I sing Amazing Grace, your face is what I see.
I hope someday that kind of grace will find its way to me.