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There’s a song in my heart that my lips cannot sing,
’Tis praise in the highest to Jesus my King;
Its music each moment is thrilling my soul,
For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole.
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A sinner made whole! A sinner made whole!
The Savior has bought me and ransomed my soul!
My heart now is singing; there’s joy in my soul,
For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole.
I shall stand one day faultless and pure by His throne,
Transformed from my image, conformed to His own;
Then I shall find words for the song of my soul,
For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole.
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All the music of Heaven, so perfect and sweet,
Will blend with my song just to make it complete,
Thro’ ages unending the echoes will roll,
For I was a sinner, but Christ made me whole.
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