FROM EVERY STAIN

From every stain made clean,

From every sin set free;

Oh, blessed Lord, this is the gift

That Thou hast promised me.

And pressing through the past

Of failure, fault, and fear,

Before Thy cross my all I cast,

And dare to leave it there.

From Thee I would not hide

My sin because of fear

What men may think; I hate my pride,

And as I am appear.

Just as I am, O Lord,

Not what I'm thought to be;

Just as I am, a struggling soul

For life and liberty.

While in Thy light I stand,

My heart, I seem to see,

Has failed to take from Thine own hand

The gifts it offers me.

O Lord, Thy plenteous grace,

Thy wisdom and Thy power,

I here proclaim before Thy face,

Can keep me every hour.

Upon the altar here

I lay my treasure down;

I only want to have Thee near,

King of my heart to crown.

The fire doth surely burn

My every selfish claim;

And while from them to Thee I turn,

I trust in Thy great name.

A heart by blood made clean,

In every wish and thought;

A heart that by God's power has been

Into subjection brought;

To walk, to weep, to sing,

Within the light of heaven;

This is the blessing, Saviour, King,

That Thou to me hast given!