1 For ever here my rest shall be,
Close to thy bleeding side;
This all my hope, and all my plea,
For me the Saviour dy'd.
2 My dying Saviour and my God,
Fountain for guilt and sin,
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood,
And cleanse, and keep me clean.
3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own:
Wash me, and mine thou art;
Wash me, but not my feet alone,
My hands, my head, my heart.
4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve;
Till hope in full fruition die,
And all my soul be love.
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First Line: | For ever here my rest shall be |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1788 |
Topic: | Petition |