“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 for my soul hath suffered,
Yes, Christ has done it all.
And if I now would seek Him, —
In love He sought for me,
When far from Him I wandered
In sin and misery;
He aped my ears and gave me
To listen to His call;
He sought me and He found me—
Yes, Christ has done it all.”