Oh, What a Beautiful Day
Oh, what a beautiful day,
When Jesus washed my sins away.
That glad Jubilee,
When He set me free--
And now, I'm no longer a slave.
Over what a glorious day!
I'm his and He's mine-- I can say,
I'll be singing His praise
For the rest of my days.
Oh, what a beautiful day!
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