When Souls Draw Near The Holy Wave


When souls draw near the holy wave,
The Triune God draws near to save;
When water flows in His great name,
He comes to free from guilt and shame.

The water used at God’s behest
Must yield our souls the promised rest;
For where a solemn pledge He gives
Whoe’er in faith accepts it, lives.

Let us but bid our hearts be still,
Nor rise in doubt against His will;
The power that made us a breath
By simplest means can save from death.

With grateful hearts His praise we sing,
To whom in life and death we cling,
Still trusting in the means He gave
Through faith our sinful souls to save.