There Is a City Bright

There is a ci­ty bright;

Closed are its gates to sin;

Naught that de­fil­eth

Naught that de­fil­eth

Can ev­er en­ter in.

Savior

I come to Thee;

O Lamb of God

I pray

Cleanse me and save me

Cleanse me and save me

Wash all my sins away.

Lord

make me

from this hour

Thy lov­ing child to be

Kept by Thy pow­er

Kept by Thy pow­er

From all that griev­eth Thee.

Till in the snow white dress

Of Thy re­deemed I stand

Faultless and stain­less

Faultless and stain­less

Safe in that hap­py land.