Not what these hands have done
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Not what these hands have doneCan save this guilty soul;Not what this toiling flesh has borneCan make my spirit whole.
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Not what I feel or doCan give me peace with God;Not all my prayers, and sighs, and tears,Can bear my awful load.
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Thy work alone, O Christ,Can ease this weight of sin;Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God,Can give me peace within.