Not What These Hands Have Done

Verse 1

Not what these hands have done can save this guilty soul; not what this 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 the dark unrest, and set my spirit free.

Verse 3

Thy grace alone, O God, to me can pardon speak; Thy pow'r alone, O Son of God, can this sore bondage break. I bless the Christ of God; I rest on love divine; and with unfalt'ring lip and heart, I call this Savior mine.