Not the labor of my hands Can fulfill Thy laws demands; Could my - TopicsExpress



          

Not the labor of my hands Can fulfill Thy laws demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone............. Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Savior, or I die. While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyes shall close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgement throne....., Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.
Posted on: Sat, 02 Nov 2013 11:12:55 +0000

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