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I'm sure glad that I'm on God's sideFor if I weren't
I'd have no place to hide
That is to say
When I feel filthy or grimey
On the inside that is
I feel as though
I just climbed through
A giant mud puddle
About sixty feet long
And thirty feet high
I look at myself in the mirror
All I see is the gook
From my sin and shame
So after feeling sorry
I look up to God
Pray for his loving mercy
And for his blood to wash me clean
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