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 sights and tears Can bear my awful load 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 Thy grace alone, O God To me can pardon speak Thy pow'r 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 I bless the Christ of God I rest on love divine And with unfalt'ring lip and heart I call this Savior mine This cross dispels each doubt I bury in His tomb Each thought of unbelief and fear Each ling'ring shade of gloom 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