1 Forever here my rest shall be,
Close to Thy bleeding side.
This all my hope, and all my plea.
"For me the Saviour died."
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 The atonement of Thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve;
Till hope in full fruition die,
And all my soul be love.
Source: Praise and Worship: hymnal #51