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Wash me again, in Your Blood, Lord; Cleanse me again in its flow, Its power is ever effective, Forgiveness I’m needing to know. So often I wander away, Lord, Distracted by things of this world, Draw me back, oh so close, to Your Presence, I long, in Your lap, to be curled. For You have not changed, moved or altered, And You’ve never turned me away, But satan lays things in my pathway, And offers me reasons to stray. I never would choose to desert You, I want to be Your’s evermore, I need to test things in the Spirit, And , of whom they’re from, to be sure. Open my eyes to Your leading, Open my ears to Your call, Help me, oh Lord, to grow like You; To offer the Father my all. For I am so weak and unworthy, I have not the strength on my own; But Your strength is exchanged for my weakness, This truth in Your Scripture is shown. You poured out Your Blood on the Cross, Lord, The ultimate offering You gave, You overcame sin, guilt and sickness, You said I’m no longer its slave. I praise You for being my Saviour, I love You for being my Friend, I thank You for giving to me, Lord, True life, that in You will not end. Your blessings are now, and eternal, For ever Your praises are sung, We offer You praise, here, our Father, Though through Heaven it always has rung. © 4/6/2002
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