When I was covered in my sin,
He cleansed me with His blood,
And lifted me up from a life
Of wallowing in mud.
I may not be the worst,
But there’s no doubt that He, the pure,
Died to save us, the cursed.
From Him, the Lord of grace,
Could not be cleansed, by word or deed,
By us, the human race.
Of His life for our sin,
But, by His grace, we’ve been redeemed,
We’re not who we have been.
Stay out of sin’s thick mud.
Don’t turn back to the wayward life
That cost such precious blood.
Fill your heart with His grace,
And share them both along the way
With all who seek His face.
Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin.
And now what are you waiting for? Get up, be baptized and
wash your sins away, calling on his name.
This muddy water buffalo photo is a blessing from AC taken on her trip to Africa a few years ago.









