I could not do without Thee, Saviour of the lost, Whose precious blood redeemed me At such tremendous cost : Thy righteousness, Thy pardon, Thy Sacrifice, must be My only hope and comfort, My glory and my plea.
2. I could not do without Thee, I cannot stand alone, I have no strength or goodness, No wisdom of my own : But Thou, beloved Saviour, Art all in all to me ; And weakness will be power, If leaning hard on Thee.
3. I could not do without Thee, For years are fleeting fast, And soon in solemn silence The river must be passed : But Thou wilt never leave me ; And, though the waves run high, I know Thou wilt be near me, And whisper, " It is I."