| Thy works, not mine, O Christ, speak gladness to this heart;
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| They tell me all is done; |
| they bid my fear depart.
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| To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone
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| For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
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| Thy pains, not mine, O Christ, upon the shameful tree,
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| Have paid the law’s full price and purchased peace for me.
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| To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone
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| For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
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| Thy cross, not mine, O Christ, has borne the awful load
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| Of sins that none in Heav’n or earth could bear but God.
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| To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone
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| For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
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| Thy righteousness, O Christ, alone can cover me:
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| No righteousness avails save that which is of Thee.
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| To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone
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| For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? |