1 There is a city bright;
Closed are its gates to sin;
Naught that defileth,
Naught that defileth,
Can ever enter in.

2 Saviour, I come to thee;
O Lamb of God, I pray,
Cleanse me and save me,
Cleanse me and save me,
Wash all my sins away.

3 Lord, make me, from this hour,
Thy loving child to be,
Kept by thy power,
Kept by thy power,
From all that grieveth thee,—

4 Till in the snow-white dress
Of thy redeemed I stand,
Faultless and stainless,
Faultless and stainless,
Safe in that happy land.

Amen.