Turn/Go Crimson

Before the Lord

There are no excuses

Just a hideous record

Of loathsome abuses

Entering prayer

I blush and quiver

For only Jesus Christ

At length can deliver

A consuming fire

And a sovereign will

Glimpse of eternal Glory

Persist in being still

All of my hope

Stays with thee

There is no good

Inside of me

Pray You will save

Part from the grave

A solemn desire,

Near to the fire

Grant me strength

That I may carry on

The cross in view

Walking after You

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