THE MORE I KNOW OF CHRIST, MY LORD
(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!