CLEANSING STREAM
What, Lord, can I possibly pay
For what you gave,
A cleansing stream
To my wounds unseen.
It is truly a gift
As God’s waters
Run deep
To the source of deep pain
And evil deposits.
The cleansing flow
Of Christ’s precious blood alone
Can atone,
Make pure what was soiled
With ungodly filth.
Layer by layer
Sediments of defilement
Are washed away,
Washed away
By the rushing stream,
The healing waters
Of the power of the blood of Jesus.
Come to the stream
That makes you clean.
Let the waters overflow
Your broken soul.
This gift is free
From a God who saves.
It flows from his heart.
In his love be bathed.
Soulcry©2014