Nothing That My Hands Can Do

A Hymn by Horatius Bonar

VERSE 1
 There’s nothing that my hands can do
To save my guilty soul
I cannot cleanse my filthy stains
Or make my spirit whole
For nothing but the blood of Christ
Can all my sins erase
I dare not claim my righteousness
But hide within His grace
‘Tis Christ who saved me from the depths
God’s pardon I’ve received
I’m washed within His precious blood
My heart is sprinkled clean

VERSE 2
I’ll praise the God of holiness
Of justice, truth, and might
Who guides me by His mighty hand
To walk within His light
While Satan weaves his shallow lies
God speaks to me in love
Reminding me His only Son
Has bought me with His blood
And Christ dispels my every doubt
Through Him I am redeemed
I love because He loved me first
I live because He lives
VERSE 3
My life is but a fleeting sigh
A tear within the sea
But You are everlasting, Lord
And You’ve predestined me
To leave this fading world behind
Not fearing death will come
For then I’ll look on Jesus Christ
And to His arms I’ll run
And when I see Him face to face
What glory that will be
To look upon my Savior’s scars
And know they were for me