Lord, through the blood
Of the Lamb that was slain,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me;
From all the guilt of my sins now I claim
Cleansing from Thee, cleansing from Thee.
Sinful and black
Though the past may have been,
Many the crushing defeats I have seen,
Yet on Thy promise, O Lord, I now lean,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me.

From all the sins
Over which I have wept,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me;
Far, far away by the blood-current swept,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me;
Jesus, Thy promise
I dare to believe,
And as I come Thou wilt surely receive,
That over sin I may never more grieve,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me.

From all the doubt
Tthat have filled me with gloom,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me;
From all the fears
That would point me to doom,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me;
Jesus, although I may not understand,
In childlike faith
Now I stretch forth my hand,
And through Thy Word
And Thy grace I shall stand,
Cleansèd by Thee, cleansèd by Thee.

From all the care
Of what men think or say,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me;
From ever fearing to speak, sing or pray,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me;
Lord, in Thy love
And Thy power make me strong
That all may know that to Thee I belong;
When I am tempted, let this be my song,
Cleansing for me, cleansing for me.