THE MORE I KNOW OF CHRIST, MY LORD
Don Fortner
(Tune:
Sweet Hour Of Prayer #361 LM)
The
more I know of Christ, my Lord,
The
more I see my need of Him;
There's
nothing in my flesh that's good;
My only
hope is Christ the Lamb.
Nothing I do, or say, or feel
Can
recommend my soul to God;
My very best is sinful still
And
must be cleansed in Jesus' blood.
If I
should grow in faith, I know
My
faith is but the gift of grace;
Should
I some love to others show,
To
Christ alone that love I trace.
If I could nearer get to God
And
truly worship at His throne,
I'd
plead the merits of Christ's blood
And all
that He for me has done.
Lord Jesus, Savior, I confess
My
utter, wretched sinfulness;
I have
no hope, I have no peace,
But
through Your blood and righteousness!
Upon the footing of Your blood
And
Your imputed righteousness
I stand
accepted with my God,
A sinner saved by sovereign grace!