220. I Am Not Told to Labor

7.6.7.6.D.
1
I am not told to labor,
 
To put away my sin;
 
So foolish, weak and helpless,
 
I never could begin;
 
But, blessed truth, I know it,
 
Though ruined by the fall,
 
Christ has my soul redeemèd — 
 
Yes, Christ has done it all!
2
I have not now to seek Him,
 
In love He sought for me,
 
When far from Him I wandered
 
In sin and misery;
 
He oped my ears, and gave me
 
To listen to His call;
 
He sought me and He found me — 
 
Yes, Christ has done it all!
3
And now I cannot please Him
 
In aught I say or do,
 
Unless He daily help me
 
His glory to pursue;
 
Still helpless, and still feeble,
 
On His strong arm I fall,
 
My strength in pressing onward — 
 
Yes, Christ must do it all!
4
And when in heavenly glory
 
My ransomed soul shall be,
 
From sin and all pollution
 
Forever, ever free;
 
I’ll cast my crown before Him,
 
And loud His grace extol — 
 
"Thou hast Thyself redeemed me;
 
Yes, Thou hast done it all!"