Wash out my old orig’nal stain:
Tell me no more, it cannot be,
Demons or men! The Lamb was slain,
His blood was all pour’d out for me.
Sprinkle it, Jesu, on my heart!
One drop of thy all-cleansing blood
Shall make my sinfulness depart,
And fill me with the life of God.
Father, supply my every need:
Sustain the life thyself hast giv’n;