The more I prepare the more I am reminded at how much I need to be cleansed. I don't ever want to find myself in a place where I refuse to repent: to plead and accept His mercy for my righteousness which is as filthy wrags...
I love the old song so much. I wish the verses wouldn't paint the picture that only those far away from Him need to be washed...
I want to be washed in the blood of the Lamb.
I need a cleansing from the fountain.
My soul is hungry. I've got this aching within.
I want to be washed in the blood of the Lamb.
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