Glorious light and liberty
Oh Majesty on high
Exuding grace and plenteous power
Thy love dreweth me nigh!
From murky depths and miry clay
Reconciled, I was to Thee
Wash me, cleansed me, in Thy blood
Blessed my eyes to see
When I, before, was lost and blind
Thou lookedst from beyond
Had pity, mercy on my soul
Made me Thy precious son
Now should I despise my calling
Nay! Tis' cannot be!
For whatsoever Thou shouldest speak
That, for me, will ever be.
I am, because You Are, Dear God
Father! This is true
Lead me, guide me, direct my path
Till I be one with you
Copyright ©1989 Everest John Alexander