1 My God, my God, to thee I cry,
Thee only would I know;
Thy purifying blood apply,
And wash me white as snow.
2 Touch me and make me clean,
Purge my iniquity;
Unless Thou washed my soul from sin,
I have no part in Thee.
3 But art Thou not already mine?
Answer, if mine Thou art!
Whisper within, Thou Love Divine,
And cheer our drooping heart.
4 Behold, for me the Victim bleeds,
His wounds are open wide;
For me the blood of sprinkling pleads,
And speaks me justified.
Amen.
Source: African Methodist Episcopal Church Hymnal #278