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[Yes, the purest saint below]
I have need to be baptized of Thee.
—iii. 14.
Yes, the purest saint below
Needs to be baptized of Thee,
Needs Thy farther grace to know,
Needs Thy perfect purity:
Wash'd, we must be wash'd again,
Still perceive the blood applied,
Daily by Thy cross remain,
Dwell securely in Thy side.
Needs to be baptized of Thee,
Needs Thy farther grace to know,
Needs Thy perfect purity:
Wash'd, we must be wash'd again,
Still perceive the blood applied,
Daily by Thy cross remain,
Dwell securely in Thy side.
Foulest of the sinful race
Unto Thee my wants I tell,
My continual want of grace,
Lord, I every moment feel:
Me into Thy death baptize,
Plunge, re-plunge me in Thy blood,
Till out of the grave I rise,
Rise with Thee, and reign with God.
Unto Thee my wants I tell,
My continual want of grace,
Lord, I every moment feel:
Me into Thy death baptize,
Plunge, re-plunge me in Thy blood,
Till out of the grave I rise,
Rise with Thee, and reign with God.
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