1 With aching heart and spirit sore distrest,
I came to Thee and Thou didst give me rest.
Now, Lord, I pray and long with deep desire
To be made clean by Thy refining fire.
Oh, make me clean! Oh, make me clean!
Mine eyes Thy holiness have seen.
Oh, send the burning cleansing flame,
And make me clean, in Jesus’ name.
2 I hate the sin which grieves Thy loving heart;
Speak, precious Lord, and bid it all depart.
Thy temple cleanse and make my heart Thy home;
Come, King of kings, and reign thyself alone.
Oh, make me clean! Oh, make me clean!
Mine eyes Thy holiness have seen.
Oh, send the burning cleansing flame,
And make me clean, in Jesus’ name.
3 Dear Lamb of God, I yield my all to Thee,
Thine, wholly Thine, forevermore to be.
Now in my heart I feel the sacred flame;
He makes me clean, oh, glory to His name!
He makes me clean, He makes me clean!
Mine eyes the glorious King have seen.
Just now I feel the sacred flame,
Oh, glory to His precious name!
Source: Inspiring Gospel Solos and Duets No. 2 #37