I stand accused
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There's a list a mile long
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Of all my sins
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Of everything that I've done wrong
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I'm so ashamed
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There's nowhere left for me to hide
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This is the day
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I must answer for my life
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My fate is in the Judge's hands
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But then He turns to me and says
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I know you
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I love you
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I gave My life to save you
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Love paid the price for mercy
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My verdict not guilty
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How can it be?
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I can't begin to comprehend
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What kind of grace
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Would take the place of all my sin?
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I stand in awe
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Now that I have been set free
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And the tears well up as I look at that cross
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'Cause it should have been me
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My fate was in the nail scarred hands
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He stretched them out for me and said
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[Chorus]
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I'm falling on my knees to thank You
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With everything I am I'll praise You
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So grateful for the words I heard You say
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[Chorus]
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Not Guilty
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| Mandisa |
