Hymn 689
Father to Thee my soul I lift
Meter: C.M.
1
Father to Thee my soul I lift
My soul on Thee depends
Convic’d that every perfect gift
From Thee alone descends.
2
Mercy and grace are Thine alone
And pow’r and wisdom too
Without the Spirit of Thy Son
We nothing good an do.
3
We cannot speak one useful word
One holy thought conceive
Unless, in answer to our Lord
Thyself the blessing give.
4
His blood demands the purchased grace
His bloods availing plea
Obtain’d the help for all our race
And sends it down to me.
5
Thou all our works in us has wrought
Our good is all divine
The praise of every virtuous thought
And righteous word is Thine.
6
From Thee, through Jesus, we receive
The pow’r on Thee to call
In whom we are, we move, we live
Our God is all in all!