| There’s nothing that my hands can do
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| To save my guilty soul
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| I cannot cleanse my filthy stains
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| Or make my spirit whole
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| For nothing but the blood of Christ
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| Can all my sins erase
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| I dare not claim my righteousness
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| But hide within His grace
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| 'Tis Christ who saved me from the depths
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| God’s pardon I’ve received
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| I’m washed within His precious blood
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| My heart is sprinkled clean
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| I’ll praise the God of holiness
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| Of justice, truth, and might
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| Who guides me by His mighty hand
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| To walk within His light
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| While Satan weaves his shallow lies
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| God speaks to me in love
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| Reminding me His only Son
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| Has bought me with His blood
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| And Christ dispels my every doubt
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| Through Him I am redeemed
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| I love because He loved me first
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| I live because He lives
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| My life is but a fleeting sigh
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| A tear within the sea
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| But You are everlasting, Lord
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| And You’ve predestined me
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| To leave this fading world behind
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| Not fearing death will come
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| For then I’ll look on Jesus Christ
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| And to His arms I’ll run
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| And when I see Him face to face
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| What glory that will be
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| To look upon my Savior’s scars
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| And know they were for me |