Are your gar­ments al­ways spot­less,
Are they washed in Je­sus’ blood?
Do they al­ways keep the cleans­ing
Of the pu­ri­fy­ing flood?
Do they nev­er show the soil­ing
Of your sins up­on their white?
Will they always bear the search­ing
Of the Ho­ly Spir­it’s light?

Refrain

Let your gar­ments be spot­less,
Always pure and bright;
Thro’ the pre­cious blood of Je­sus
Keep them ev­er clean and white.

Let no an­ger soil their beau­ty,
Let no bit­ter­ness re­main;
Oh, be sure no trace of en­vy
Leaves up­on your robes its stain.
Let no love of world­ly plea­sure
Cast un­ho­ly sha­dows there,
Fully cleanse them from the mil­dews
Of an­xi­ety and care.

Refrain

Let all pride and love of glo­ry,
Gold and fame be washed away;
Trembling heart, your fears and doubt­ings
’Neath the pool of cleans­ing lay.
Never af­ter try to find them,
They are lost be­neath the tide;
Christ would have you all your shrink­ing
In this pre­cious fount­ain hide.

Refrain

Oh, then ev­er keep your gar­ments
Whiter than the driv­en snow,
Wear the roy­al robes of Heav­en
While you tar­ry here be­low;
That thro’ yon­der pear­ly por­tals
Joyful en­trance you may win,
Clothed in rai­ment cleansed for­ev­er
From the fin­ger­prints of sin.

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