 | Christian life - 1864
...hours before the end, at the last moment, she, with gathered strength, broke out into singing, — " Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I...thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Black, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. " While I draw this fleeting breath, When... | |
 | Christian life - 1868
...only that which was my duty to do;'* or, in the words of one of our hymns — " Nothing in my hands I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to...thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Black, I to the fountain fly — Wash me, Saviour, or 1 die: and I am, as you say, rejoiced to hear... | |
 | Augustus Toplady - 1825
...know, Could my tears for ever flow ; All for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone. 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I...I to the fountain fly, Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, While my eye-strings break in death ; When I soar to worlds unknown,... | |
 | Select poetry - English poetry - 1825 - 160 pages
...know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone : Thou must save, and Thou alone I Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I...Thee for dress : Helpless, look to Thee for grace Vile, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. While I draw this fleeting breath, When my... | |
 | Robert Taylor Hunt - Hymns, English - 1825
...could not atone : Thou must save and thou alone. Nothing in my hands 1 bring, Simply to thy cross 1 cling; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace: Black, Ito thy fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! While 1 draw this fleeting breath, When my... | |
 | Augustus Toplady - 1825
...to the Lord, from the depth of your heart, Rock of ages, cleft for me, 'Let me hide myself in theo! Foul, I to the fountain fly : Wash me, Saviour, or I die. Make those words of the apostle, your motto : " Perplexed, but not in despair ; cast down, but not... | |
 | Hymns, English - 1825 - 211 pages
...; Thou must save, and thou alone! Weak, I look to thee for grace ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy Cross I cling: While I draw this fleeting breath, When... | |
 | 1859
...Jesus precious to us now ? is He our only hope ? is the language of our heart like that of the poet ? " Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I...to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die." If so, Jesus is ours, and He is glorified in our salvation ; and when Christ, who is our life, shall... | |
 | 1871
...helpless sinners good." We must not mix our owa works with His. We must say with the immortal Toplady, " Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to Thee for dresa, Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die."... | |
 | Henry Forster Burder, Isaac Watts - Bible - 1826 - 500 pages
...and thou ^lonfl !r(ro.(-t ,o ,M'P 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, ' Simply to thy cross I cling; lf\ Naked, come to thee for dress; : ''•' Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Black, I to the fountain fly, Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! ,.;,<.!. 4 While I draw this fleeting... | |
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Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 
