Working will not save me;

Working will not save me; Purest deeds that I can do, Holiest thoughts and feelings too, Cannot form my soul anew; Working will not save me.

Jesus wept and died for me; Jesus suffered on the tree; Jesus waits to make me free, He alone can save me.

Weeping will not save me; Though my face were bathed in tears, That could not allay my fears, Could not wash the sins of years; Weeping will not save me.

Waiting will not save me; Helpless, guilty, lost I lie, In my ear is mercy's cry; If I wait I can but die: Waiting will not save me.

Praying will not save me; All the prayers that I could say Could not wash my sins away, All I owe could never pay: Praying will not save me.

Faith in Christ will save me; Let me trust Thy gracious Son, Trust the work that He has done, To His arms, Lord, help me run; Faith in Christ will save me.