No, not my power, but Thine, O Lord
Can succor me, or peace afford.
Thy Spirit, Lord, Thy gentle voice,
Alone can make this heart rejoice!
No, not my power—nor aught I have—
Nor aught in earth can be my stay;
’Tis Thou and Thou alone canst save!
Oh, Lord, I need Thee every day.
No, not my power, oh, Savior, dear!
Can soothe one pain, can dry one tear;
How soon would fail my feeble power
Except Thou help me every hour!
No, not my power, most holy One!
Can comfort when life’s race is run;
Alas! the help of man, how vain,
Except Thy Spirit, Lord, remain!
No, not my power, almighty God!
Could stand beneath Thy chastening rod;
Except Thou, Lord, in love appear,
To draw Thy Holy Spirit near!
No, not my power, oh, Lord of earth!
Can save me from the jaws of death;
’Tis Thou, Thy Spirit, Lord, I need!
’Tis Thou, alone canst rise the dead!