I cling to the lamb who has
purchased me with His own blood
And I stand in His righteousness
washed by His mercy and love
Though I fail a thousand times Lord Your
mercies are new every morning
Wash over me let my
spirit be steadfast and strong
All my sins like scarlet will be
white as snow
Though they're red like crimson
They will be as wool
A broken and contrite heart
You do not despise
Wash over me, clean my heart
Clean my mind, clean my eyes
All my sins like scarlet will be
white as snow
Though they're red like crimson
They will be as wool