56*. Vain Is the Thought of Man
S.M.
by M. Bowley
Vain is the thought of man
To merit heaven by prayer;
’Tis only Jesus’ precious blood
Can give admission there.
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Could ceaseless prayers ascend,
Could tears forever flow;
The soul were still unblest, unsaved,
And peace could never know.
But faith’s one look at Christ
One heart-believing glance at Him,
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None can, without the blood
’Tis resting on the blood alone
That fits the soul for heaven.
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