#105Thy Work Alone

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 signs and tears Can bear sin's 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.

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.