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

Refrain
The cleansing stream, I see, I see;
I plunge, and oh, it cleanseth me!
Oh! 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, my thankful heart replies,
Cleansed 'neath its precious flood.

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

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