Wash me, Jesus, make me whole,
Fill me up, Lord, cleanse my soul.
Your blood was spilled to buy me grace,
Those tears of blood ran down Your face.
I stand here now, hold nothing back,
Battered by Satan and dark attack.
My soul is burdened, but Your yoke is light,
So take me, Lord Jesus, into Thy sight.
I can't go on, Lord, can't do this alone,
Purify me in the cleansing foam
That Calvary has provided for me
When You hung upon that tree,
A tree of life, we from garden cast,
The Tree of Life, returned at last!
So take me, Lord Jesus, all that I am,
Use me to serve You, God's Holy Lamb!
So mark me well, "Paid In Full,"
A child of God, the Master's tool!