Friday, November 07, 2008

Not What My Hands Have Done
By Horatius Bonar

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.

Your voice alone, O Lord, can speak to me of grace;
Your power alone, O Son of God, can all my sin erase.
No other work but Yours, no other blood will do;
No strength but that which is divine can bear me safely through.

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.

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.

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


At 6:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is one of my favorite hymns!

At 8:22 PM, Blogger Marcian said...

I'm a Bonar fan. The tune can be found on Cyberhymnal. This is one I hope to be able to hum by heart one day.

At 9:49 AM, Blogger donsands said...

Very edifying words indeed. Thanks for posting them.

It's good to be encouraged.

At 5:53 PM, Anonymous Reginaldo said...

I love that hymn. it's one of my favorites. It helped me very much when I was a seeker. What wonderful words those are. May the Lord bless you.


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