Verse 1
Saviour from sin, I wait to prove
That Jesus is thy healing name,
To lose, when perfected in love,
Whate’er I have, or can, or am;
I stay me on thy faithful word,
The servant shall be as his Lord.

Verse 2
Answer that gracious end in me
For which thy precious life was given,
Redeem from all iniquity,
Restore, and make me meet for heaven;
Unless thou purge my every stain,
Thy suffering, and my faith is vain.

Verse 3
’Tis not a bare release from sin,
Its guilt and pain, my soul requires,
I want a spirit of power within,
Thee, Jesus, thee my heart desires,
And pants, and breaks to be renew’d,
And wash’d in thy[1] all-cleansing blood.

Verse 4
Didst thou not in the flesh appear,
Sin to condemn, and man to save?
That perfect love might cast out fear,
That I thy mind in me might have,
In holiness shew forth thy praise,
And serve thee all my sinless days.

Verse 5
Didst thou not die, that I might live
No longer to myself, but thee?
Might body, soul, and spirit give
To him who gave himself for me?
Come then, my Master and my God,
Take the dear purchase of thy blood.

Verse 6
Thine own peculiar servant claim
For thine own truth and mercy’s sake,
Hallow in me thy glorious name,
Me for thine own this moment take,
And change, and throughly purify:
Thine only may I live, and die.

[1] Wesley changed “thy” to “thine” in 1745.