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Sunday, April 26, 2009

Sunday's Hymn: Thy Works, Not Mine, O Christ

Thy works, not mine, O Christ,
Speak gladness to this heart;
They tell me all is done;
They bid my fear depart.

To whom, save thee,
Who canst alone
For sin atone,
Lord, shall I flee?

Thy pains, not mine, O Christ,
Upon the shameful tree,
Have paid the law's full price
And purchased peace for me.

Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,
Has borne the awful load
Of sins that none in heav'n
Or earth could bear but God.

Thy righteousness, O Christ,
Alone can cover me:
No righteousness avails
Save that which is of thee.

Horatius Bonar, 1857
Tune: Darwall's 148th, John Darwall, 1770


ellen b. said...

Hi Dorothy! This is a great hymn! Hope your Sunday is restful. Have a wonderful week.

John said...

You have such good taste in the great old hymns; I share your love for them and have thought about you at church recently while we were singing.

Willow said...


Dorothy said...

Thanks for the kind words, John. I do love these rich, old hymns!