Clean

Jesus Messiah, the Rose of Calvary Trampled beauty, Your blood poured out for me With a sound, grace echoed through the skies It is finished, the cry of love divine Oh, what measure of love could cleanse this broken heart of mine? Oh, what bountiful grace would come that death be satisfied? I am clean, I am clean White as the snowfall, my scarlet stains erased Undeserving, but laden with Your grace Now I live, eyes opened to the Son No more running, I'm home in perfect love Oh, what measure of love could cleanse this broken heart of mine? Oh, what bountiful grace would come that death be satisfied? I am clean, I am clean, oh-oh-ooh I am clean, I am clean I see the cross and empty grave I hear the chains unraveling The power of perfect love My Savior and all He's done And with a shout of victory There is nothing holding me This is my freedom song My Savior and all He's done I am clean, I am clean, oh-ooh I am clean, I am clean, oh-oh-ooh