1 I long to be holy,
All spotless within,
Free from the defilement
Of every known sin;
The past with its follies
All under the blood,
Soul, body and spirit,
All yielded to God.
Refrain:
Take me and make me Holy in heart;
Take me and make me pure as Thou art.
2 I long to be holy,
Carnality slain,
My heart a fit temple
Where Jesus shall reign;
When pure is the fountain,
The stream will be pure,
Thy blood for my cleansing,
The remedy sure. [Refrain]
3 I long to be holy,
Lord, Thou hast the pow’r
To sanctify wholly
Thy children this hour;
Faith claims the blest promise,
Thy word cannot fail,
And for us this moment
The blood doth avail. [Refrain]
Source: Hymns of the Comforter #81