You may see me stumble, you may see might fallYou may see me cornered with my back against the wallMaybe incognito, maybe out to lunchMaybe caught red-handed or maybe just a hunch I'm clean, clean, clean before my LordI'm clean, clean, clean before my LordLike a spotless lamb, I'm blameless in His sightWith no trace of wrong left to rightI'm clean, clean, clean Kneeling in the closet begging daily breadThere may be a skeleton hanging overheadWhere are my accusers, nowhere to be foundThey all dropped their stones when the Master came around I've missed the mark I can't deny itI don't condone or justify itBut I've donen othing that His blood can't wash awayWhen I take it to the cross and start to pray
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