There Is a City Bright (Echoes of Grace Hymnbook #360)

1

There is a city bright,

Closed are its gates to sin;

Naught that defileth,

Can ever enter in.

2

Savior, I come to Thee!

O Lamb of God, I pray —

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,

From all that grieveth Thee.

4

There in the snowy dress

Of Thy redeemed I’ll stand,

Faultless and stainless,

Safe in that happy land.

360. There Is a City Bright