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1290.
[I cannot wash my heart]
O Jerusalem, wash thine heart, &c.
—iv. 14.
I cannot wash my heart,
But by believing Thee,
And waiting for Thy blood to' impart
The spotless purity:
While at Thy cross I lie,
Jesus, the grace bestow,
Now Thine all-cleansing blood apply,
And I am white as snow.
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