Words and music by Bob Hartman Based on 1 John 1:9, John 15:3
You may see me stumble, you may see might fall You may see me cornered with my back against the wall Maybe incognito, maybe out to lunch Maybe caught red-handed or maybe just a hunch
(Chorus) I'm clean, clean, clean before my Lord I'm clean, clean, clean before my Lord Like a spotless lamb, I'm blameless in His sight With no trace of wrong left to right I'm clean, clean, clean
Kneeling in the closet begging daily bread There may be a skeleton hanging overhead Where are my accusers, nowhere to be found They all dropped their stones when the Master came around
I've missed the mark I can't deny it I don't condone or justify it But I've done nothing that His blood can't wash away When I take it to the cross and start to pray
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: PetraPublicado em 2011 (08/Mar)ECAD verificado fonograma #2108275 em 04/Mai/2024