Hymn 118

1MY Lord, my Life, what shall I cry ;
Thy mercy would I know ;
Thy purifying blood apply,
And wash me white as snow.

2Touch me, and make the leper clean ;
Purge my iniquity ;
Unless thou wash my soul from sin,
I have no part in thee.

3But art thou not already mine ?
Answer, if mine thou art ;
Whisper within, thou Lord divine,
And cheer my drooping heart.