Thy Works, Not Mine, O Christ
Your works, not mine, O Christ,
speak gladness to this heart;
they tell me all is done.
they bid my fear depart.
Refrain:
To whom but you, who can alone
for sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
Your blood, not mine, O Christ,
can heal my sinful soul;
your wounds, not mine, contain
the balm that makes me whole.
Refrain:
To whom but you, who can alone
for sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
Your cross, not mine, O Christ,
has borne the awful load
of sins that none could bear
but the incarnate God.
Refrain:
To whom but you, who can alone
for sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
Your death, not mine, O Christ,
has paid the ransom due;
ten thousand deaths like mine
would have been all too few.
Refrain:
To whom but you, who can alone
for sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
Your righteousness, O Christ,
alone can cover me;
no other righteousness
can set a sinner free.
Refrain:
To whom but you, who can alone
for sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?