He Washes Me Now I'M Whiter Than Snow
I'm a sinner, and my, my soul is red
But then God looked upon me
My God washes me, God wash me
White as snow, He washes me white as snow
He come unto me, makes my body whole
As my being is red from my sins
My God washes me, God wash me
White as snow, He washes me white as snow
I'm a clay pot, I'm broken
My God holds me, when He's done He molds me
As when I'm dirty He washes me up
So now I am white as snow
White as snow. He washes me white as snow
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written James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
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