Pure Within

Lord, on Thee my strength relies,
O, hear me when I call;
Up to Thee I lift mine eyes,
My Life, my Help, my All.

Source of comfort, Spring of grace,
Cleanse my heart from every sin,
Now reveal Thy smiling face,
And make me pure within.

Rock on which my soul would rest,
From storm and tempest wild,
Gently pillowed on Thy breast,
Protect Thy weary child.

Let Thy Spirit be my Guide,
To endless joys above;
Grant I may never turn aside,
Or once forget Thy love.

Soon my bark will speed its flight,
To yonder portals fair,
Soon’t will reach the haven bright,
And drop its anchor there.