All that I was, my sin, my guilt,
My death, was all my own;
All that I am I owe to thee,
My gracious God, alone.
— Horatius Bonar
Indolence
We must not seek rest or ease in a world where he whom we love had none.
— Horatius Bonar
Salvation by Grace
Not what my hands have done can save my guilty soul;
Not what my toiling flesh has borne can make my spirit whole.
Not what I feel or do can give me peace with God;
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears can bear my awful load.
— Horatius Bonar
To Whom Save Thee
Thy works, not mine, O Christ, Speak gladness to this heart;
They tell me all is done; They bid my fear depart.
To whom, save thee, Who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
— Horatius Bonar
Jesus Christ
I change, he changes not; The Christ can never die; His love, not mine, the resting place, His truth, not mine, the tie.
— Horatius Bonar