"Not What My Hands"
Not what my hands have done
Can save my guilty soul.
Not what my toiling flesh has borne
Can make my spirit whole.
Not what I feel or do
Can give me peace with God
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears
Can bear my awful load.
These guilty hands are raised;
Filthy rags are all I bring.
And I have come to hide beneath Your wings.
These holy
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