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Wash Me Clean
 




God sends His rain,
to wash the land.
Cleanses the earth
with showers sent


He smiles upon
His creation,
and even man
He has much
patience...

He'll wash away
all our sins.
Clean our hearts,
again and again.

He'll send his showers
upon our hearts,
and give us all
a brand new start.

Lay it down upon the cross,
leave it there, and walk away.
He'll do whats needed.
Injustice will turn too justice,
if only you have faith,
and Pray...


Written by Janet Ford

By girlsisy

© 2010 girlsisy (All rights reserved)

 

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