1. In the blood from the cross,
    I have been washed from sin;
    But to be free from dross,
    Still I would enter in.

    Deeper yet, deeper yet,
    Into the crimson flood;
    Deeper yet, deeper yet,
    Under the precious blood.

  2. Day by day, hour by hour,
    Blessings are sent to me;
    But for more of His power,
    Ever my prayer shall be.
  3. Near to Christ I would live,
    Following Him each day;
    What I ask He will give;
    So then with faith I pray.
  4. Now I have peace, sweet peace,
    While in this world of sin;
    But to pray I’ll not cease
    Till I am pure within.