Yet not possible for sin in me does dwell.
Purge from me this pain within!
Mold my being to Your desired shape.
If Your face I am to see, swallowed up in glory must I be.
For this glory to abound sin must be judged.
My sin is great but greater still Your grace abounds.
Glory please swallow me.
Is that Your face in the distance I might see?
Remove the fog of sin; let Your glory shine.
The more clearly I see Your radiance
the more ugly I seem to be.
Swallow me up with Your Glory;
Hurry please, come Lord Jesus, come!