Whiter than snow

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Wash me and I may be whiter than snow.
Spiritually in the lord, I would like to grow.

In his arms I'd lay forever more.
To abide in him always, and to sin no more.

What a day it would be when of my sin I'm cleansed.
To become thy father's disciple who is my strength.

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