Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. In Excelsis - Pągina 2981897 - 711 pąginesVisualització completa
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Canterbury Press - 1989 - 544 pągines
...respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone. Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I...I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyes are closed in death, When I soar through tracts unknown,...