Not What My Hands Have Done

I love the way this hymn speaks through the generations, through different people, through different styles...

(Nathan Clark George)


(Aaron Keyes)


Not What My Hands Have Done (public domain)
(words by Horatius Bonar, original tune 'Leominster' by George W. Martin)

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.

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 unfaltering 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 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, my light.
'Tis He who saved me and freely pardon gives;
I love because He loves me, I live because He lives.


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