The Christian’s Pentecost

I’m glad the flood

which flowed so free

On Cal­va­ry’s brow

for you and me

Applied to hearts made foul by sin

Removes the guilt

brings peace with­in.

O may the Sav­ior’s pre­cious blood

The sac­red

all aton­ing blood

With cleans­ing pow­er sweep o’er my soul

To sanc­ti­fy and make me whole.

I see God’s re­con­cil­èd face

Yet need a deep­er work of grace

The full­ness which He can sup­ply

The cleans­ing blood to pu­ri­fy.

I want the Christ­ian’s Pen­te­cost

The pro­mised gift

the Ho­ly Ghost

To bring with sound like rush­ing wind

Deliverance from the car­nal mind.

To me this se­cond bless­ing give

That I the high­er life may live;

This ho­li­ness

this per­fect love

For earth be­low or Heav’n above.

With faith in God

I lift a pray­er

My con­se­cra­tion now de­clare;

On Christ

the al­tar

lay my all

And wait for fire from Heav’n to fall.

It comes with wit­ness bright and clear

To scat­ter doubts and ban­ish fear;

Praise God

the Pen­te­cost­al show­er

Breaks now with pur­ity and pow­er.