Well, here I am
Once again with blood on my hands
I've fallen on my face...
...in the river. Wash me clean
Here I stand
A failed and broken man
Of worth, there's not a trace
O savior, please hold me
What can I say?
What can I do?
You see me through...like you always do
And tomorrow...will be a glorious day
Let us walk
And hold our hands up high
Our Father be glorified
His grace has washed us clean
The world will talk
But let your life be loud
And let your voice cry out
"Our God has set us free"
What can we say?
What can we do?
You see us through...like you always do
And today...is a glorious day
Is a glorious day
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