F. R. Havergal (527/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

F. R. Havergal I COULD not do without Thee, O Saviour of the lost, Whose precious blood redeemed me, At such tremendous cost; Thy righteousness, Thy pardon, Thy precious blood 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, oh, the way is long, And I am often weary, And sigh replaces song; How could I do without Thee? I do not know the way; Thou knowest, and Thou leadest, And wilt not let me stray. 4 I could not do without Thee, O Jesus, Saviour dear; E’en when my eyes are holden, I know that Thou art near: How dreary and how lonely This changeful life would be Without the sweet communion, The secret rest with Thee! 5 I could not do without Thee, For years are fleeting fast, And soon in solemn loneness The river must be passed: But Thou wilt never leave me, And though the waves roll high, I know Thou wilt be near me, And whisper, “It is I.”