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.
Refrain
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.
2
I
see the new creation rise,
I
hear the speaking blood;
It
speaks–polluted nature dies,
Sinks
‘neath the cleansing flood.
3
I
rise to walk in heaven’s own light,
Above
the world and sin;
With
heart made pure and garments white,
And
Christ enthroned within.
4
Amazing
grace! ‘tis heaven below
To
feel the blood applied,
And
Jesus, only Jesus, know,
My
Jesus crucified.
