From Every Stain Made Clean

1 From every stain made clean,
From every sin set free;
O blessèd Lord, this is the gift
That thou hast promised me.
And pressing through the past
Of failure, fault and fear,
Before thy cross my soul I cast,
And dare to leave it there.

2 From thee I would not hide
My sin, because of fear
What men may think; I hate my pride,
And as I am appear,
Just as I am, O Lord,
Not what I’m thought to be,
Just as I am, a struggling soul
For life and liberty.

3 While in thy light I stand,
My heart, I seem to see,
Has failed to take from thy own hand
The gifts it offers me.
O Lord, thy plenteous grace,
Thy wisdom and thy power,
I here proclaim, before thy face,
Can keep me every hour.

4 Upon the altar here
I lay my treasure down;
I only want to have thee near,
King of my heart to crown.
The fire doth surely burn
My every selfish claim;
And while from them to thee
I turn, I trust in thy great name.

5 A heart by blood made clean
In every wish and thought,
A heart that by God’s power has been
Into subjection brought,
To walk, to weep, to sing,
Within the light of Heaven;
This is the blessing, Saviour-King,
That thou to me hast given.


Source: The Song Book of the Salvation Army #415