Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole;
I want Thee forever to live in my soul;
Break down every idol, cast out every foe—
Chorus:
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.
Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow—
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.
Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat;
I bow, blessed Lord, at Thy crucified feet;
By faith, for my cleansing I see Thy blood flow—
Lord Jesus, before Thee I no longer wait;
Come now and within me a new heart create;
To those who have sought Thee,Thou never saidst “No”—