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My guilt was as great as a mountain, 
My heart was as dark as could be;
For years I had strayed, and wandered away, 
I thought there was no hope for me.

 

Chorus:

 

My guilt was as great as a mountain,
His blood flowed out free like a fountain, 
And washed it away, on that glorious day, 
When I rested my soul on His word. 

 

- AEC

 

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