98. Whiter Than Snow

1
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 — 
 
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.
2
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 — 
3
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” —