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I was once a wretched sinner,
Full of strife and deceitful pride.
I was so caught up in this world,
That my joy slowly died.
Then I came across a mirror,
And saw all the ugly dirt
I felt a burden come upon me,
And the weight of my sins began to hurt.
And then I heard a gentle voice
Calling out my name.
Then I felt the Holy Spirit
Take away my guilt and shame
I came to know of a kind Man
Who died on a cross to save us all.
Now I’ll devote my life to Him;
I will answer his call.
I'm in love with my Savior;
My Lord, Jesus Christ.
He alone has set me free;
I feel so alive!
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