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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
These guilty hands are raised, filthy rags are all I bring
And I have come to hide beneath Your wings
These holy hands are raised, washed in the fountain of Your grace
And now I wear Your righteousness
Thy work alone, oh Christ can ease this weight of sin
Thy blood alone, oh Lamb of God can give me peace within
Thy love to me, oh God, not mine, oh Lord to Thee
Can rid me of this dark unrest and set my spirit free
Thy grace alone, oh God to me, can pardon speak
Thy power alone, oh Lamb of God, can this sore bondage break?
No other work save Thine, no other blood will do
No strength but that which is divine can bear me safely through
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
My Lord has saved my life and freely pardon gives
I love because He first loved me, I live because He lives
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