Farewell my sins,
And my transgressions,
For I have Jesus as my might.
For God will lead me,
And he will see me,
Through the very rough parts of life.
I am finnaly made whole,
For he has cleansed my soul,
And made it pure blossoming white.
And when my life is done,
And I am finnaly home,
I'll never grow weary of the sight
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