302  - Deeper Yet

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.

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