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The sin deep inside of my heart
Tells me I must depart
Get out of this place
Do I pick up and I run
Away from the direction
Forget about grace I can do this on my own
The sin deep inside hinders my life my pride
The sin deep inside forces glory to flee from me
In God I confide, repented sins turn white as snow
In God I confide, precious Spirit won't you flow
Oh Lord use me though my sin
Causes me not to see
Your holy and perfect will
Forgive me of my actions oh Almighty
So that I may be
An instrument of Your power
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