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.


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.


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.


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!


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.”


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