J. Nicholson

11.11.11.11.Ref.

LORD Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole.

I want Thee forever to live in my soul;

Break down every idol, cast out every foe—

Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow,

Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

2

Lord Jesus, let nothing unholy remain,

Apply Thine own blood and extract every stain;

To get this blest cleansing I all things forego—

Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

3

Lord Jesus, look down from Thy throne in the skies,

And help me to make a complete sacrifice;

I give up myself and whatever I know—

Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

4

Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat,

I wait, blessed Lord, at Thy crucified feet;

By faith for my cleansing I see Thy blood flow,

Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

5

Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait;

Come now, and within me a new heart create;

To those who have sought Thee Thou never saidst No!

Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.