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62. My Heart Was Stained With Sin |
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| 1 | My heart was stained with sin, |
| Until the Saviour came in; |
| His precious blood, I know, |
| Has washed me white as snow. |
| And in God's Word I'm told |
| I'll walk the street of gold; |
| Oh, wonderful, wonderful day, |
| He washed my sins away. |
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