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A fount of cleansing flows so free
From that blest mount of Calvary;
What virtue in this stream I see,
Its healing waters cover me.
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me;
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me.
My heart a crimson hue was stained,
No righteousness in me remained;
I could not stem sin’s rushing flow,
Till I was whiter than the snow.
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me;
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me.
’Tis not by works
lest one should boast,
But by the blessed Holy Ghost;
The cleansing blood, by faith I know,
Has made me whiter than the snow.
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me;
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me.
All glory to the Lord most high,
Who dwells in all the earth and sky;
Who brought redemption to the soul,
Prepared our home
beyond life’s goal.
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me;
Whiter than the snow,
the beautiful snow,
Whiter than the snow
He has made me.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.) and refrain
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