| 1 | Lord, may Thy blood now cleanse me, |
| | | Wash all my sins away, |
| | That with Thy Holy Spirit |
| | | Thou may anoint, I pray. |
| | My service, I confess, Lord, |
| | | Is failure-full and weak; |
| | The filling of Thy Spirit |
| | | To live for Thee I seek. |
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| | | Oh, from myself deliver, |
| | | | From all its misery; |
| | | Id henceforth be forever |
| | | | Completely filled with Thee. |
| 2 | Oh, Lord, how dry my heart is, |
| | | It yearns and pants for Thee; |
| | The filling of Thy Spirit |
| | | Is now my fervent plea. |
| | Within the smitten Rock, Lord, |
| | | I would entirely hide; |
| | Pour thru Thy living water, |
| | | Till I am satisfied. |
| 3 | How cold my heart has been, Lord, |
| | | How slow obeying Thee; |
| | So fill me with Thy Spirit, |
| | | Ill neer rebellious be. |
| | I lie upon Thy altar |
| | | And dare not move away; |
| | Oh, may Thy flame descending |
| | | Consume my all, I pray. |
| 4 | Oh, may Thy Cross within me |
| | | Deepen its work and burn |
| | In me enlarge Thy measure, |
| | | And me to ashes turn. |
| | Oh, may Thy Spirit fill me |
| | | Each day more than before, |
| | And may Thy living water |
| | | On me and thru me pour. |