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What dirt is beyond cleaning?
What filth remains unwashed?
The blood of the lamb washes clean
Not even a stench of sin to remain
For none washes clean than the blood
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Though my sins be like scarlet
Though my wickedness be great
Even if none would forgive me
Christ alone will embrace me
And His blood makes me white
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Nothing one should desire more,
Not a greater craving one to have
Than to be soaked in that blood
Where all holiness is acquired
None to sanctify but the Lord’s blood
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The blood of the lamb has made me whole
By His salvation I have been redeemed
And I walk in freedom from my sin
Living in reverence of my Kinsman redeemer
And by His blood I have become a child of God
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None can stand to judge me now
For I bear the mark of His blood on me
Righteous I have become by His blood
A son adopted through my Savior’s love
And I am clean than ever even a saint
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A life in time to Preach 