332 ~ The Cleansing Wave


O now I see the crimson wave, The fountain deep and wide; Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save, Points to His wounded side.


The cleansing stream I see, I see, I plunge, and O, it cleanseth me! O praise the Lord! it cleanseth me, It cleanseth me, yes, cleanseth me.


I see the new creation rise, I hear the speaking blood; It speaks; polluted nature dies, Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood.


1 rise to walk in heaven's own light, Above the world and sin; With heart made pure and garments white, And Christ enthroned within.


Amazing grace! 'tis heaven below To feel the blood applied, And Jesus, only Jesus, know, My Jesus crucified.