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I wash my face,
The beginning of the cleansing ritual, the preface.
I wash my hands,
Clean them from all they withstand.
I wash my hair,
As water runs through, nothing can compare.
I wash my arms,
Extinguishing the fires of sin and harm.
I wash my feet,
And praise God for this sacred retreat.