There was a young lady from Niger |
(Much of this section is borrowed from Ross)
Though | be your sins | ||
as scarlet | |||
as snow | they shall be as white | ||
Though | they be red | ||
as crimson, | |||
as wool | |||
they shall be. |
Praise! A matter of life and breath by Ronald Barclay Allen (Nashville:Nelsons, 1980)