I Shall Be Whiter than Snow (#296) | James L. Nicholson, 1872

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. Refrain: Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow, Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, let nothing unholy remain, Apply Thine own blood and extract every stain; To get this blest cleansing, I all things forego— Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, look down from Thy throne in the skies, And help me to make a complete sacrifice; I give up myself, and whatever I know— Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat, I wait, blessed Lord, at Thy crucified feet, By faith for my cleansing, I see thy blood flow— Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait; Come now and within me a new heart create; To those who have sought Thee Thou never said’st “No”— Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. The blessing by faith, I receive from above; Oh, glory! my soul is made perfect in love; My prayer has prevailed, and this moment I know, The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow.