Nothing In My Hand I Bring - Web not the labor of my hands can fulfill thy law’s demands; Naked, come to thee for dress; Web nothing in my hands i bring, simply to thy cross i cling; Naked, come to thee for dress, helpless, look to thee for grace: Helpless, look to thee for grace; Could my zeal no respite know, could my tears forever flow, all for. Web nothing in my hand i bring, simply to thy cross i cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress, helpless, look to thee for grace: Naked, come to thee for dress; Could my zeal no respite know, could my tears forever flow, all for. Helpless, look to thee for grace; Web nothing in my hands i bring, simply to thy cross i cling; Web not the labor of my hands can fulfill thy law’s demands; Web nothing in my hand i bring, simply to thy cross i cling;