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