1 Not what these hands have done
Can save this guilty soul;
Not what this toiling flesh has borne
Can make my spirit whole.
2 Not what I feel or do
Can give me peace with God;
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears
Can bear my awful load.
3 Thy work alone, O Christ,
Can ease this weight of sin;
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of
God, Can give me peace within.
4 Thy love to me, O God,
Not mine, O Lord, to thee,
Can rid me of this dark unrest
And set my spirit free.
5 Thy grace alone, O God,
To me can pardon speak;
Thy power alone, O Son of God,
Can this sore bondage break.
6 I bless the Christ of God,
I rest on love divine,
And with unfaltering lip and heart
I call this Saviour mine.
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First Line: | Not what these hands have done |
Author: | Horatius Bonar (1808-89) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The gospel: Response |