Cleansing for Me

Lord

through the blood

Of the Lamb that was slain

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me;

From all the guilt of my sins now I claim

Cleansing from Thee

cleans­ing from Thee.

Sinful and black

Though the past may have been

Many the crush­ing de­feats I have seen

Yet on Thy pro­mise

O Lord

I now lean

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me.

From all the sins

Over which I have wept

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me;

Far

far away by the blood-cur­rent swept

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me;

Jesus

Thy pro­mise

I dare to be­lieve

And as I come Thou wilt sure­ly re­ceive

That over sin I may nev­er more grieve

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me.

From all the doubt

That have filled me with gloom

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me;

From all the fears

That would point me to doom

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me;

Jesus

al­though I may not un­der­stand

In child­like faith

Now I stretch forth my hand

And through Thy Word

And Thy grace I shall stand

Cleansèd by Thee

cleans­èd by Thee.

From all the care

Of what men think or say

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me;

From ev­er fear­ing to speak

sing or pray

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me;

Lord

in Thy love

And Thy pow­er make me strong

That all may know that to Thee I be­long;

When I am tempt­ed

let this be my song

Cleansing for me

cleans­ing for me.