SAVIOUR, MY SIN STAINED SOUL

Saviour, my sin-stained soul

Longs to be fully whole

And all Thy great salvation see.

Haste I to Calvary's flow

That washes white as snow,

Thy blood, so freely shed for me.

Long have I vainly tried

To stem back nature's tide

That, surging up, defiles my days.

Foul, helpless, all undone,

Hope in myself is none:

Yet bring me forth to sing Thy praise!

Lord, I Thy word believe

That I in Thee shall live

If I but truly die with Thee.

Make Thou me pure in heart,

Grant me the better part

Secured by Thine own Blood for me.

Henceforth Thy life is mine

And I am wholly Thine,

My members under Thy control;

Kept every day and hour,

Held by Thy mighty power,

Thine while eternal ages roll