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Not What My Hands Have Done

Horatius Bonar, 1861

Verse 1
Not what my hands have done
Can save my guilty soul;
Not what my toiling flesh has borne
Can make my spirit whole
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.

Verse 2
Thy work alone, O Christ,
Can ease this weight of sin;
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God
Can give me peace within.
Thy love to me, O God,
Not mine, O Lord, to Thee,
Can rid me of this dark unrest,
And set my spirit free.

Verse 3
Thy grace alone, O God,
To me can pardon speak;
Thy power alone, O Son of God,
Can this sore bondage break.
No other work, save Thine,
No other blood will do;
No strength, save that which is divine,
Can bear me safely through

Verse 4
I bless the Christ of God;
I rest on love divine;
And with unfaltering lip and heart,
I call this Savior mine.
His cross dispels each doubt;
I bury in His tomb
Each thought of unbelief and fear
Each lingering shade of gloom.

Verse 5
I praise the God of grace;
I trust His truth and might;
He calls me His, I call Him mine,
My God, my joy, my light.
‘Tis He who saveth me,
And freely pardon gives;
I love because He loveth me,
I live because He lives.