I come, my God

- I come, my God, for cleansing, free
- from sin‟s defiling stains,
- I see, oh God, I weep to see
- the sinfulness corrupting me
- which in my heart remains.
- I hate my envy and my pride,
- my failure and my sin,
- to think that all these things could hide
- within, where blood had been applied,
- and stay concealed therein.
- Oh, let me not side-step the cross
- in this my crisis hour,
- excuse so subtly selfish dross,
- and gain my life when death seems loss,
- and miss Your path, Your power.
- I come, Lord Jesus, hear my cry,
- oh cleanse my heart today,
- I come to Calvary to die,
- and with your death identify,
- this is the only way.
- I come, I trust, and now I see
- the power of Jesus‟ blood;
- grace channels in His purity,
- and in Him I find liberty
- and rest and joy in God.
Album: English Hymns, Artist: Colin N Peckham, Language: English, Viewed: 623 times