360. There Is a City Bright

6.6.5.5.6.
1
There is a city bright,
 
Closed are its gates to sin;
 
Naught that defileth,
 
Naught that defileth,
 
Can ever enter in.
2
Saviour, I come to Thee!
 
O Lamb of God, I pray—
 
Cleanse me and save me,
 
Cleanse me and save me,
 
Take all my sins away.
3
Lord, make me from this hour,
 
Thy loving child to be,
 
Kept by Thy power,
 
Kept by Thy power,
 
From all that grieveth Thee.
4
There in the snowy dress
 
Of Thy redeemed I'll stand,
 
Faultless and stainless,
 
Faultless and stainless,
 
Safe in that happy land.