Washed By The Blood

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I thought that I was the power

So I built a high tower

I wanted to reach the stars

But left only scars

Then I built walls that were high

Over my head that touched the sky

Reinforced with mortar and brick

So no one can see how I tick

They were made to keep you at bay

At league to keep you away

The higher that I would climb

To seek pleasures sublime

I thought that I was doing well

But I was on the road to hell

Little did I know

There was a different way to go

The Lord stopped me in my tracks

Now I know there’s no turning back

It was His Goodness that I taste

Unmerited favor and His Grace

He washed me with His Blood

Clean me from all the mud

My life is what I give

To serve Him is how I…

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