By Jesse Morrell

      They say it's hard--impossible,
      But Lord I have to try.
      My soul longs for your holiness,
      Please give it else I did.

      The road is rough, the road is long,
      But I count not the cost.
      I need to wrap in thy holiness
      Or else I fear I'm lost.

      None of me, and all of you,
      That is what I need.
      To be like you I need your strength
      For that is what I plead.

      Holiness, holiness, holiness!
      My God there must be more.
      I hate my sin, I hate this world.
      Oh God please make me pure.