The Cleansing Wave

1O now I see the crimson wave,
The fountain deep and wide;
Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save,
Points to his wounded side.

RefrainThe cleansing stream I see,
I see,
I plunge, and now it cleanseth me!
O praise the Lord! it cleanseth me,
It cleanseth me, yes, cleanseth me.

2I see the new creation rise,
I hear the speaking blood;
It speaks,— polluted nature dies,
Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood.

3I 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.

4Amazing grace! 'tis heav'n below,
To feel the blood applied,
And Jesus, only Jesus, know,
My Jesus crucified.