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Michael W. Smith

Washed Away

 

Washed Away

(álbum: Surrounded - 2018)


Guilty, I'm guilty
It was all that I could say
Mercy, Your mercy
Crashed in like the waves

And all my sin was washed away, washed away
You took them all, there's not a trace
I stand here free, with every stain
Forever washed away

Spotless, spotless
Whiter than the snow
Your blood, Your blood
Covers me, I'm whole

And all my sin was washed away, washed away
You took them all, there's not a trace
I stand here free, with every stain
Forever washed away
And all my sin was washed away, washed away
You took them all, there's not a trace
I stand here free, with every stain
Forever washed away

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

And all my sin was washed away, washed away
You took them all, there's not a trace
I stand here free, with every stain
Forever washed away
And all my sin was washed away, washed away
You took them all, there's not a trace
I stand here free, with every stain
Forever washed away

Oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
And oh, precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

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