 | 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 346
...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 I die. " While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment throne, Bock of ages,... | |
 | 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 636
...atone : Thou must save, and thou alone.] 3 Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Vile, I to the fountain fly : Wash me, Saviour, or 1 die ! ' if 4 While I draw this fleeting breath,... | |
 | 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 346
...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... | |
 | S B Haslam - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 658
...atone ; Thou must save, and them alone ! 3 Nothing in my hand 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 I die ! 4 While I draw this fleeting breath,... | |
 | Augustus Toplady - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 496
...not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone. 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling; Naked come to thee for dress, Helpless look to thee...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,... | |
 | Robert Taylor Hunt - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 382
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 498
...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... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 182
...atone : Thou must save, and Thou alone I Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to 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... | |
 | 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 232
...; 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... | |
 | 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 592
...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." 6th. Jesus only remains the same in His offices. — He is our great High Priest who has entered into... | |
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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. 
