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Like mud in the bottom of a cup of solid gold,
A stain upon the pure,
but a veil to cover the soil
From His life I learned perfection,
but His death gave even more,
It's like a diamond promise,
and His love I can't ignore
Chorus:
No condemnation
No separation
Our destination
Is sanctification
To the keen ears of a dog
the philosophy is told,
And from the crumbs of His table tumble secrets to the prophecies of old
It's like handing out the keys
to the cells on death row,
Now I'm a dead man walking
and His cross I'm bound to tow
Don't you see what He's done for me?
Did you know His grace would go this far?
The power to forgive
and the strength so you can live,
I have become His righteousness
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