The Cleansing Stream

O now I see the crimson wave, The fountain deep and wide; The blood which Christ so freely gave, Which all our sins will hide.

The cleansing stream, I see! I see! And now by faith it cleanseth me. O, praise the Lord, it cleanseth me! It cleanseth me, yes, cleanseth me!

I see a new creation rise, Through merit of his blood; I see the dead of earth arise, Washed in the cleansing flood.

They rise to walk in heaven' s light, Forever free from sin, With hearts made pure and garments white, And Christ enthroned within.

Amazing grace! what joy to know The virtue of his blood! Our Father' s wisdom planned it so; His Son our ransom stood.