1 THANK God! my Jesus cleanseth me
From all sins I committed,
He paid my debt and set me free,
I, therefore, am acquitted
Of sin's and Satan's bondage fell;
My faith now laughs at death and hell,
Because my life is Jesus.
2 Why should I grieve? He who fulfilled
The Law, thus to release us;
He who His Father's wrath has stilled
By His own death, this Jesus
Still liveth, and all that He hath
He giveth unto me through faith;
Is there a greater treasure?
3 Because my Jesus cleanseth me
From sin by His own merit,
I am from pain and fear set free,
Death cannot daunt my spirit,
I trust in Jesus' righteousness,
His innocence and blessedness
Are now my life and treasure.
4 Now I, like Simeon, can end
My life in peace and gladness,
And to my God I can commend
My spirit without sadness;
For when my weary eyes I close,
My death becomes a sweet repose,
I see the joys of heaven.
5 How happy, therefore, shall I be,
When life's frail thread is broken;
When holy angels carry me
To joys that ne'er were spoken;
When I behold Him face to face,
When I have gained that blessed place,
Prepared for me by Jesus.
6 Lord, grant that e'er prepared I be,
That naught from Thee me sever.
And when I die, let me with Thee
In glory live forever;
Come quickly to deliver me
Lord, by Thy death and agony,
Yea, come, Lord Jesus! Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Thank God! my Jesus cleanseth me |
Meter: | Iambic 8, 7. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1893 |
Topic: | Presentation |
Notes: | A. Crull, Tr.; German: Gott lob, mein Jesus macht mich rein - Dr. J. Olearius, 1671 |