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Hymns and Tunes 1886 438

Washed White as Snow

Words: Fanny J. CrosbyMusic: Jno. R. Sweney

1Tho' my sins were once like crimson, To him clean my feet were laid;
At the throne of faith I entered In, And to him confessed my guilt and sin;
Tho' my heart was all I had to give, Yet he smiled and bade me live alive;
I will sing his praises over death tosave, I will sing beyond the grave.

RefrainO, my joyful song henceforth shall be, ''Tis the blood of Jesus
cleanses me,' Cleanseth, cleanseth, O, yes, it cleanseth me.

2In the precious blood my Saviour shed He washed me white as snow.
With his own dear hand he washed me clean, He washed me white as snow.
What a fountain, sweet and pure I've! He washed me white as snow.
I will sing beyond death's chilling wave, 'He washed me white as snow.'

Scripture
Isaiah 1:18

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The verse

Meter
15.18.18.18
Foot
trochaic (DUM-da) · 44% of beats fit
Rhyme
ABCD
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary

Verse 1

Tho' my sins were once like crimson, To him clean my feet were laid;/˘/˘///˘˘˘/˘/˘/15A
At the throne of faith I entered In, And to him confessed my guilt and sin;˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘˘˘˘˘/˘/˘/18B
Tho' my heart was all I had to give, Yet he smiled and bade me live alive;/˘/˘/˘˘˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/18C
I will sing his praises over death tosave, I will sing beyond the grave.˘˘/˘/˘/˘/??˘˘/˘/˘/18D

Verse 2

In the precious blood my Saviour shed He washed me white as snow.˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘/˘/˘/˘/16A
With his own dear hand he washed me clean, He washed me white as snow.˘˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/15A
What a fountain, sweet and pure I've! He washed me white as snow.˘˘/˘/˘//˘/˘/˘/14A
I will sing beyond death's chilling wave, 'He washed me white as snow.'˘˘/˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/15A

Refrain

O, my joyful song henceforth shall be, ''Tis the blood of Jesus˘˘/˘///˘˘/˘/˘/˘15A
cleanses me,' Cleanseth, cleanseth, O, yes, it cleanseth me./˘/˘/˘˘/˘/˘˘12B

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.