The Cleansing Wave
O now I see the crimson wave,
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O now I see the crimson wave,The fountain deep and wide;Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save,Points to his wounded side.
Chorus.
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.
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I see the new creation rise,I hear the speaking blood;It-speaks,—polluted nature dies,Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood.
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I rise to walk in heav'n's own light,Above the world and sin;With heart made pure and garments white,And Christ enthroned within.
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Amazing grace! 'tis heav'n belowTo feel the blood applied,And Jesus, only Jesus, know,My Jesus crucified.