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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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