Oh cleanser of the mess I’ve made
Upon the hill our places trade
Stretched on a cross Your body crushed
By human hands You formed from dust

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How wonderful Your mercy is
How awesome are Your ways
I come, I come
To worship YouFor all You’ve done

Oh cleanser of the mess I’ve made
Your boundless love for me portrayed
With patience for my learning curve
By holding back what I deserve

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Oh cleanser of the mess I’ve made
With everything at Your feet laid
I watch as all my cares erode
And from my soul these words explode

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Written by Clint Lagerberg ©2002 Foolish Tool Music (ASCAP)