J. Nicholson

C.M.Ref.

NOTHING unclean can enter in

Where God in glory reigns,

His eyes, so pure, cannot endure

The sight of spots and stains.

Nothing unclean, my gracious Lord,

Nothing unclean, nothing unclean.

2

Nothing unclean must stand between

The Holy One and me,

Saviour from sin, the work begin.

Wash me till Thou canst see,

3

Nothing unclean can mortals screen

From the All-seeing eye,

Spirit of God, apply the blood,

Until I hear Thee cry.

4

Nothing unclean! oh, glorious scene!

My heart, washed in the blood,

With rapture thrills, as now it feels

The mighty power of God.