O blessèd tide that cleanses sin
Thy mighty billows o’er me roll;
I feel the power and joy within
I have the glory in my soul.
I have the glory in my soul
My aching heart has known Thy skill
From every wound I’m now made whole;
With perfect love
I dread no ill
Freedom from sins and doubts and fears—
I long have sought to reach this goal;
Thy blessèd love has dried my tears
The world and all its trifling joys
No more my spirit shall console;
Thy comfort comes to me; tho’ weak
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