1 Saviour, but for love like Thine
Oh how sad a lot were mine;
Come, my soul, His mercies own,
Jesus saves and He alone.
Helpless, hopeless, doomed and lost,
‘Twas His blood my ransom cost;
For my life He gave His own,
Jesus saves and He alone.
2 From the dread of Satan’s power;
In temptation’s trying hour;
From the snares around me thrown,
Jesus saves and He alone.
‘Tis Himself that strives in me;
He Himself my victory;
Not a battle have I won,
Jesus saves and He alone.
3 Shadow’d ‘neath His shelt’ring hand,
Daily by His grace I stand;
Safe thru paths untried, unknown,
Jesus saves and He alone.
From the morrow’s anxious fears;
From life’s sorrows, griefs and tears;
From the heartache and the moan,
Jesus saves and He alone.
4 He, my righteousness, complete,
Spotless at the mercy-seat,
‘Mid the glories of the Throne,
Jesus saves and He alone.
Jesus saves from first to last;
Jesus,—not my holding fast;
His the glory, His the crown,
Jesus saves and He alone.
Source: Evangelistic Songs #42