Clean am I before my Lord Washed am I in his cleansing word Though sin talons at my face Though my lips breath curse and praise Though verse of doubt I've too oft writ The eyes of forgiveness see none of it
Clean am I before my Lord Saved am I from doomsday's sword Though thy love I've scarcely shown Though I've wept when the cock hath crowed Though stumbled have I in miry's pit The pierced Savior's hand it washes it
Clean am I before my Lord Mortality's river I shall ford Drink will I of angel's food Take hold the redemption of the rood And drink the blood shed to remit The sins of my soul, he sees none of it
Clean am I before my Lord Washed am I in his cleansing word Clean am I before my Lord Saved am I from doomsday's sword Clean am I before my Lord Mortality's river I shall ford
Clean am I before my Lord Clean am I before my Lord
