I am com­ing to Je­sus for rest,
Rest, such as the pu­ri­fied know;
My soul is athirst to be blest,
To be washed and made whit­er than snow.

Refrain

I be­lieve Je­sus saves,
And His blood wash­es whit­er than snow;
I be­lieve Je­sus saves,
And His blood washes whit­er than snow;

In com­ing, my sin I de­plore,
My weak­ness and po­ver­ty show;
I long to be saved ev­er­more,
To be washed and made whit­er than snow.

Refrain

To Je­sus I give up my all,
Every trea­sure and id­ol I know;
For His full­ness of bless­ing I call,
Till His blood wash­es whit­er than snow.

Refrain

I am trust­ing in Je­sus alone,
Trusting now His sal­va­tion to know;
And His blood doth so ful­ly atone,
I am washed and made whit­er than snow.

Refrain

My heart is in rap­tures of love,
Love, such as the ran­somed ones know;
I am strength­ened with might from above,
I am washed and made whit­er than snow.

Refrain